Not satisfied with basic standing anymore…

… I’m moving up to Tai chi.  How many kids have Tai chi’d before they crawl?

Here I am practicing my sitting technique and enjoying some puppet theater put on by Mommy.

What a comfy and supportive seat!  (Ed. Note: Thanks to Ben & Allison for the Bumbo seat!)

I’m literally relieved to report that on the 9th day, I finally gave way to the prune juice onslaught, filling a healthy sized #3 diaper with #2.  Thanks for the concern of all those out there.  And your welcome for me not posting a picture with this entry.

That’s right, I’m the Maine Man.  Thanks to Liz for this great outfit that describes my role in the family to a T (shirt).

Daddy’s doing an admirable job of trying to look like me in this shot.  Let’s see Dad – you just need to lose the hair (and eyebrows), shave a little closer, lose the teeth, and oh, drop about 184 lbs.  And puff out those cheeks a little more.  Good!

The “batteries have run flat” (as Jonathan would say) in the Baby Björn…

I like to think that the Björn is my passport to adventure, but my parents think it is my ticket to sleep.  Hmmph.

I’m not sure how many more blog titles I can come up with for pictures of me sleeping.  I’ll have to either keep trying, or start doing some more interesting things!

Can you find the Benjamin amongst all the flowers, giraffes, lions, elephants, planes, and helicopters?

Sometimes, the parents just insist on this “tummy time” thing.  I guess I don’t mind that much.

Are you as surprised as I am that I’m sitting up?  And I’m only 10 weeks old!

Mommy has started introducing me to sitting up on my own, but I’m still not very good at it.  Without help at critical moments, I end up sliding down or falling over.  What’s next, Mom, college applications?

After the strife testing, the cleanup crew apparently decided to bring in the heavy guns to take care of the mess.  I can’t say I blame them.

Actually, I kind of like the shower with Daddy.  The water is warm and I don’t feel so out of place like I’m the only chubby one.  (Ed. Note: Hey!  I’m not the one who’s nearly doubled his weight in 10 weeks!) And as you can see, only ONE of us has a farmer’s tan. 😉  (Got me there…)