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Note to Husband: Eventhough Benjamite is adorable while he runs around buck-naked, smiling his ass off ALWAYS KEEP A DIAPER ON THE BOY. That is all.

Benjamin does not wear shoes. Not because he’s a hillbilly, not because we can’t afford them, but because I’ve always believed that if kids can’t feel the floor, they can’t learn to walk. (Also? He has the fattest/tallest feet known to a 13 month old.) But, he’s walking now. Almost running. And it occurred to [...]

Dear Benjamin, You’ll notice our house looks a little different these days. You see, we’ve had to take things off of tables, remove small decorative items here and there, hide some wires, move some small appliances and there seems to be a gafrillion (clean) diapers strewn about our various rooms. Hurricane Dean’s got nothing on [...]

Dear Benjamin, As you can see, I am a little late in writing this entry. I apologize, but, in all honesty, I really didn’t know what to write here. Oh, sure I could list all the wonderful things you’ve started doing this month like walking, blowing kisses, giving kisses and waving. But, haven’t you ALWAYS [...]

So, this penis thing? Not so into it. First off, it’s confusing. I don’t know how it works, I don’t relate to it and I have no idea it could, itself, have issues. And I certainly never knew that said area could be SO VERY SENSITIVE on a wee almost-one-year-old that even the, ahem, adjoining [...]

Dear Benjamin, This past month has been one filled with bruises, cuts and other boo-boos. Not yours, ours. Your physical strength and desire to play without boundaries has left indelible marks on anyone who gets in your way – namely Mommy, Daddy and your nanny, Maria. There have been bite marks, scratches, bruises, sore noses [...]

Dear Benjamin, This month has been a whirlwind of milestones for you. First of all, you have started feeding yourself REAL FOOD. You’re not smooth, but eventually you are effective and you couldn’t be more proud of yourself. You are completely obsessed with Sweet Potato Puffs shaped like little stars and now love beef ravioli [...]

Benjamin is weird. In order to fall asleep, he must lay face down in his crib, hands by his ears and bang his forehead into the mattress rhythmically. Usually 4/4 tempo. Sometimes a little jazzy. Occassionally with a latin beat. Sometimes he does it so much he rubs a red spot on his nose. Like [...]

I have no idea how I happened to have my camera at the exact moment Benjamin decided to stand up ALL BY HIMSELF, but I did and he did. Holy shit. (Which? Is totally the same look on his face, no?!)