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Sabrina has long had a good influence on Max, often in ways I could have never imagined. As a tot, Max loved to swipe her pacifier right out of her mouth—an excellent way to sharpen his fine-motor sk…

"You're so smart!" I tell Sabrina. It's bedtime, and she's just aced an online spelling test. "Am I smarter than Max?" she asks. "Max is smart, too," I tell …

You might think this is a scene typical of many family bathrooms—a chain of cars stuck to tiles, the sort of design a kid would make during tub time. Actually, it is a form of Sabrina sibling torture…

"How does Sabrina feel about your having a blog called Love That Max?" a blogger friend recently asked me. My heart lurched. Nobody had ever asked me that (not that I haven't thought ab…

Max gets more attention than his little sis does. There's no denying it—he needs more one-on-one. And, yes, maybe I am guilty of sometimes cheering more loudly for him when he does something, bec…

I mentioned recently that Sabrina's been doing this impression of Sir Topham Hatt that cracks us up, especially Max. She did it all vacation and here she is, caught on tape. I love how she has n…