Seventy one and a half weeks old.
Mark and Lara's wedding at Observatory Hill. The dress code was "wear what makes you feel fabulous". Max apparently feels fabulous dressed as a tiger.
When we were getting him ready at home, he looked down, pointed to his stripes and said solemnly "tai" (tiger). And he'd only wear the outfit after he got shown himself in the mirror and he realised just how cute a tiger he was.
Maxtiger and his dad.
Maxtiger and his dad. Note the tail of much swishiness. (It actually swayed from side to side as he did his baby trot, but we didn't have a video camera, so we can't show you that. Dagnabbit.)
Maxtiger climbing stairs.
Yeah, that's right, there was a wedding happening, wasn't there...