Theft

Our computer, webcam, and camera were stolen last week. Someone just came into the house and took them while Ben and I were at the store. This made us unhappy.


Then we got a new computer and camera. This made us feel better.


New stuff, the balm that soothes the soul.

Actually, the whole event was less traumatic than you'd think. Whenever I got frustrated about being a victim of theft, I'd look at my healthy boy and get a fresh dose of perspective.

Pink Cheeks

Kiss Me, My Middle Name is Patrick

Nothing says Happy St. Patrick's Day like running around naked...


...or going to church looking like you're drunk.

Possibly Illegal Levels of Cuteness

"I just woke up! Here's my morning face..."


"I'm taller than Mommy's torso!"


[Insert gangsta slang here.]


"Mommy and I have matching shades! Hooray!"

All Slumped Over

We're fairly picky about Ben's schedule. It enabled him to begin sleeping through the night back in November. However, what with having so much fun in his crib, Ben has been getting a little confused about when and where to nap.


I guess I need to crack down, but who can crack down on this smushy face? While taking this photo, Ickie commented on how rarely Ben falls asleep on him. Poor dads--we moms have all the luck.

Restless

Ben was supposed to be napping this afternoon. He was not. Instead, he was doing this...


...whatever this is! Either way, it made him happy.

Boy of Many Chins

Here's a photo of Ben, who got sleepy and nodded off after his dinner last night. Do you think we're feeding him enough? Does he look a bit thin? I hope he's not going into a consumption....