Benjamin

I’m starting to have that nagging feeling that Benjamin is growing up WAY TOO DARN FAST.  He’s going to skip crawling altogether and move straight to walking.  He absolutely refuses to get on his belly on the floor, but he’s already trying to pull himself up to standing against the furniture.  He needs to stop it; Mama ain’t ready for another mobile baby just yet. 

And he said ‘kitty’ last week.  No lie.  He’s not even making mom-mom sound yet, but he said ‘kitty.’  Aaron put the cat on his stomach, and he said it when the cat jumped off.  We both heard it.  It was a fluke, of course, but it was clear as a bell.  He hasn’t said anything remotely word-like since, although he’s getting rather good at clicking his tongue. 

Where in the world have the last seven months gone?  Before I know it, it’ll be winter and his birthday will be just around the corner. 

Where did my little tiny bundle of baby go?