Can you believe Benny’s 18 months old already? He’s such a little ham and we LOVE IT! He makes us laugh every day with his antics. Whether he’s climbing onto/into something, flying his arms in excitement, trying to put on his shoes (or walking around the house in ours), saying lots of new words, chasing after the cat or dog, running in circles with his brother, quietly flipping through the pages of a book, or playing with his trains… he steals our hearts with everything he does.
This child has no fear either. He’s not afraid of anything and takes each new experience as a learning adventure. He’s soaking in life right now like a sponge. He’s very observant because you can see him starting to do the same things his brother or we do. His vocabulary is growing leaps and bounds too. It’s amazing.
And we weren’t the only ones pleased with Ben’s progress, so was his pediatrician, especially his use of words and the fact he can walk up and down stairs by himself. At our last visit, the Dr. told us by 18 months he should be doing X, Y & Z… and he was already at that point. The same thing happened at his 18 month visit this past week. He is already doing almost everything he should be doing by the time he is 2. Way to go Beano!
Up until the age of 2, I like to take a picture of the boys getting weighed at their well baby visits to show how they have grown. I forgot my camera at Ben’s last visit. OOPPS!! But, this time I remembered and while we were waiting for the Dr., I took pictures of him exploring the room to kill the time. See… he’s a silly goose. Playing with the bucket, trying to weigh himself on the big boy scale, checking out the shot information sheet, spinning himself in circles. He had a blast.



Oh – and Mike and I grow giants…. Benny was 28 pounds 12 ounces and 33 3/4 inches. He lost a little weight since his last visit, but that’s probably because he’s become a picky eater. BUT… once again, I’m very happy with a clean bill of health. I think of him as my miracle baby from all I went through while pregnant and all the medication I was on, so when I get the “He’s great!” at the well baby visits, it is a blessing.