Ben is nearly 4 months old (will be on Sunday). He continues to be an easy-going, happy baby. He is content to be held by anyone.
|sitting with Gigi|
He loves to be worn in any baby carrier, any style, as long as it's on my front. I've tried to put him on my back, and he cried the whole time. Maybe my back is awkward. Or bony. He is especially enjoying outward facing positions (either a kangaroo/Buddha carry or outward facing in the Baby Bjorn), so that he can see everything that's going on in the world. If he is overly tired for his nap, often the only way I can get him to sleep is in a front wrap cross carry.
|Ben taking a nap while I watch Nate throw the frisbee|
My favorite Ben thing at the moment is that he loves to stare at me. Creepy, maybe, but very sweet. He took a nap in the swing the other day, and woke up without a peep. I had that sensation of being watched and looked up from what I was doing. There Ben was, just staring at me from the swing. Seeing Rodgers walk into the room usually evokes a giggle. He is fascinated by watching Nate and their cousin play together, but it wears him out!
|staring at me...|
Ben doesn't roll over yet, but he is tolerating tummy time more and getting better at the mini-push-ups. He loves sitting up. He will sit in my lap, supported only by holding on to one of my thumbs.
He chews on anything he can get into his mouth. His and my fingers seem to be the easiest things, but he tries out toys, too.
He drools. A lot. I call him Slimer.
|magnificent string of slime|
He is quite a wonderful kid.