Here's just a few of our daily sights:
if you can't tell, this is snow plowed up to the height of the dumpster
gotta love the neighbors cigarette butts hiding out in the snow pileAll in all, I feel like we've adjusted to the snow and temperatures pretty well. I did finally get out on Friday to go to Bible study and I did pretty well driving, too! The thing is, its just a whole lot of WORK - scrape the car, shovel the walk, bundle me up, bundle Benjamin up, heft us all out to the car, remember to bang off my snow boots before i get in, etc. However, my dad sent a picture today that reminded me that it could be lots worse...
- Yelling! In just the past few days, Benjamin has discovered that his little voice can make such big, fun noises. Cooing has graduated to squealing and screaching just for the fun of it. Sometimes, after a particularly loud exclamation, his face looks surprised, like he's thinking, "Did I just do that?" He's also a growing conversationalist, if we speak in his language.... Here's what I mean (so far, Daddy is his favorite person to talk to!)
this video also showcases another emerging talent - playing with his tongue! :)
- Remembering! Benjamin is getting more and more aware of his surroundings and remembering what Mommy does when. "The books" say that babies his age may begin smiling when they recognize its mealtime, anticipating the yummy things to follow. There's no smiling for this boy - nope - when he recognizes that I'm about to feed him, he promptly opens his mouth so wide it makes his precious little nose crinkle ... "Feed me already, mama! I'm a growin' boy here!"
- Pooping! (on purpose, that is) For the first few months, it seemed I could never keep Benjamin's little diaper clean - there was just stuff coming out of somewhere constantly. But now, Benjamin has learned to poop on purpose ... accompanied by the funniest little grunts you've ever heard!
- Pushing up! he'll be rolling over before we know it!
And so life continues on as normal - fight the snow, fold the clothes, change the diaper - but every day, I am struck by the amazing privilege it is to call this precious little one our own and to call such a wonderful man my husband!



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