But this isn’t a post about juggling kids and work, workouts
and my addiction to certain reality TV shows (including, but not limited to sports). It’s about
Ben.
This happy, giggling, super-active baby boy (and his big
brother Sam) is the reason for this blog; and though it’s easy to focus on life
with kids, however many, and what weeks look like with them, this post is
purely about my little/big guy who’s getting older every day. As a tribute to
Ben, I’m simply writing out his wonderful traits:
- happy
- healthy
- giggly
- wiggly
- loves
his big brother
- loves
to eat
- loves
to play in the garden, picking his own tomatoes, and eventually he’ll figure out
that the green ones don’t taste very good
- loves
picking his own strawberries and knows to get them when Sam is in the other
part of the yard
- loves eating apples off the tree...a couple of bites, anyway
- loves
throwing a ball
- loves to dance, and can not sit still when he hears music of any kind
- loves his blanket his Grandma Sally knitted him, and sometimes dives for it out of my arms and into his crib
- loves his blanket his Grandma Sally knitted him, and sometimes dives for it out of my arms and into his crib
- loves
playing with water in the bathroom sink
- loves
playing with the hose, pretending to help me water
- is
very proud of walking
- likes
to climb up on the chairs at the dinner table and pretend to eat like mom, dad
and big brother Sam
- is
pretty darn tough, considering the wrestling that goes on
- loves
to say “uh oh”
- loves
to throw food on the ground from his high chair and then say “uh oh”
- likes
to use big, adult-sized spoons while eating yogurt and cottage cheese, instead
of a baby spoon
- loves
to organize things, put things in, take things out, put things in, take things
out
- likes
to try to blow the fluff off dandelions, like his brother Sam taught him (“pheuh”)
- likes
to smile at me, sleepily, in my arms when I hold him before he goes to bed,
eyes at half-mast but smile at full grin
In my next post, hopefully sooner than months away, I may go
back to writing about how I’ve resorted to 2-n-1 shampoo/conditioner for the
pure time-savings of it, and maybe the adventures of getting into cyclocross
racing and its efficient, family-friendly nature.
For now, Happy Belated Birthday, Ben.
