My sanity . . .

Tonight I was washing out a pot, when Greg yelled "AMANDA!!!" and ran across the kitchen to rescue Ben from, well, himself. I think I aged five years. Two minutes later, I opened the dishwasher door (camera in hand, just in case) and Ben climbed up like he'd been doing it all his life. He took his first steps yesterday. Pray for Ben's safety, then pray for my sanity!!

Double Trouble

Ben and Paige kept the grown-ups on their toes this weekend at the cabin. The babies played with tennis balls, then swapped some spit and shared their colds. We had a great time!

11 Months!

Eleven months, already. Ben has moved out of the infant tub and into the big boy bath. He loves this time of day, and I think would gladly play in the bath for hours each night if I'd let him.

Berries

Benjamin loves his berries. Raspberries and blueberries seem to be the current front-runners. Thank heavens for Oxy Baby!

We think the first step is right around the corner. He's been standing for about a week now. Ben is into every little thing in this house, and slowly but surely learning how to stay out of the dog's water bowl!

 

TGIF!

 

Touch Down!

The latest trick. Just in time for the Super Bowl!

 

Night, night.

The burst of energy we get out of this kid every night just before bed time is unreal. He's all giggles, catch me if you can, silly little boy. Reminds me more and more of his silly daddy.

 

Gonna Git You!!!

This is our favorite new game . . . "Gonna Git You". We play it all day long. Benjamin makes this incredibly high-pitched squeal sound, crawls over to me as fast as he can, then dives into my lap. And giggles. Then we both giggle. A lot.

 

Merry Christmas!

Merry, merry, merry Christmas! We had such a fun day, and Benjamin even slept until seven o'clock, a great Christmas present for Mommy! Our house is now filled with primary colored plastic noise-makers, as Ben made a haul. We ate cinnamon rolls, read Luke Chapter 2, opened gifts, and enjoyed watching Ben discover all of his new goodies. We wish each of you the merriest of Christmases, and always His perfect peace!

Christmas Lunch

An early Christmas lunch with the Burketts and the Bulcrofts. Ben wants to type, here it goes . . . hn n h76gg7ybg. That's "Merry Christmas" in baby-talk.

Tool Bench

We decided to open a couple of Ben's presents a little early this year. Christmas morning will probably be more than a little overwhelming to Benjamin . . . He loves his new tool bench (thank you Big Daddy & Kate). Yesterday I got to open my new digital camera (thank you Jim and Diane), so a little practicing was in order! Very merry!!

Santa's Little Helper

The back of these jammies have embroidered "Santa's Little Helper", as if they weren't cute enough already. Ben stays away from the tree, but occasionally plays with the presents.

 

So Silly!

Silly is as silly does. Benjamin was determined to get me to play with his foot. I guess that's more fun than posing for a picture. Thank you Sarah for the darling Christmas bib. And thank you Jim for the on-going camera loan!

Eight months already!

I just want to slow everything down! Seems like life just goes faster and faster. We're having a ball. Ben continues to crack us up, and seems to understand that he has this power (especially at nap time). Every day I wonder if he'll start crawling, I know it's going to happen any minute now.

Trick or Treat!

In the Burkett house, we kiss this little frog like it's going out of style. And yes, he does indeed turn into a prince after each and every smooch. Remarkable! Benjamin didn't go trick-or-treating this year, as the time change really messed up bedtime, but there's always next year. Happy Halloween!

 

Jumperoo!

Bouncy! Bouncy! Ben loves the Jumperoo, and I love Kim for loaning it to us! This ingenious piece of equipment buys me about twenty minutes every morning. We think crawling is right around the corner, as Ben has figured out how to get into 'crawling position'. Look out!

 

Playing . . .

Greg and I think of Ben's play time as just that, playing. We're constantly reminded that he's learning . . . and playing. The world, and everything in it, goes into Benjamin's hands, and then his mouth. We keep the Clorox wipes nearby! Smiling pictures are hard to come by these days, as the camera is far more interesting than the goofy sounds we're making from behind the camera to coax out a smile. Enjoy!

 

Are we having fun yet?

I promise our walks are more fun than Ben makes them look! Three teeth are on their way, and some days are just kind of tough. A little Motrin can go a long way, and smiles remain the norm!

 

Green beans are GROSS!

Squash is preferable, according to Benjamin. We've tried green beans (home-made, and I promise they taste great) two nights in a row, and Ben screws his face up with every bite. Then shudders!! Can't wait to try peas.

 

Busy Benjamin

Wiggle worm, busy bee . . . That's our baby! He's been working on a very unique sense of humor. Yesterday he giggled uncontrollably over the sound the shampoo bottle made when I squirted shampoo on his head. Each new stage is more fun than the last, how can that be possible?