Benjamin

I thought I would give a big update on Ben. My 18-month-old nephew has grown like a little weed dandelion. Wait, dandelions are weeds, aren't they? Hmm. Well, I think they're pretty.

See? (Not my picture)

Okay, so Benjamin. At 18 months, he's walking and talking like he's been doing it for years. Some of his words are "mama, dad, ball, what, why" and, mostly notably, "hot". Everything is hot. It started with the stove, and moved onto whatever it his little heart desires. And he doesn't say it in a normal pitch- it's always an urgent little whisper. So darn cute.

He's gotten used to his little sister, "Hay-hay", as he calls her. He does get very jealous of her, though. When he comes to our house and everyone is doting over Hailey, he pouts and crosses his little arm, and just looks like the most pitiful thing in the world. Poor thing. But he does love her, which is evident in the kisses he bestows upon her with no encouraging.

He is just a generally sweet child. He has his full-blown temper tantrums moments, but he's mostly just a really cool kid.

And now, for your viewing pleasure, some picture I took last weekend.

With his little friend, Will.

This one below is one of my favorites- it got a little messed up in resizing, though.