More with the cute.

It is amazing how many people stop us when we're out and ask: "Is he always that happy?" The answer, of course, is: Yes!

A lazy morning...

Just goofing around with everyone's favorite goof.

Benjamin gets... A doll!

Whew. Typing that was hard enough, imagine the trauma of actually buying the darn thing! Okay, so here's what happened: Ben was in the toy store, and saw this doll (with bottle) in a box. And the whole thing was about 2/3rds his size. So he picks it up and starts carrying it around the store. And when we told him it was time to put it back, he told us: "My baby." Well, given the tenacity to carry the thing around, (and the $12 price tag), we figured that it would be best to acquiesce. So Ben got his baby.

Of course, given his fascination with the baby in his mom's stomach, it makes perfect sense. (That, and one of his friends just got a new sister). He can feed it, and make it suck its' thumb, and it "cries" when it wants milk. It's a good thing! Really! My son SHOULD have a doll!

Does anyone think it would be too much to print up flyers with the "mom's having a baby" story, that I could pass out when Ben's carrying that thing around??

All Smiles...

All the time. Meet Benjamin Carter, the happiest kid around. Ben's new favorite word is: "mine". As in: "Hey Ben, can Daddy have that pen?" "No! Mine!" Luckily, I'm way faster then he is. And he has trouble keeping his balance, what with all the laughing as he runs away...

Mm-Mm Good!

It turns out that Ben likes sweets. I mean, *really* likes sweets. I wonder where he got *that* from..? Hmm...

Who, Me?

What better place to have a snack than on one of the dog beds? Ben is really getting that "pack" mentality...

Do I really have to explain???

I think not.