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…)

I decided the other day to really put one of these diapers to the test.  I mean, let’s do some strife testing to find out what these things are really made of!

To prepare for test day, I saved and saved my “uncuteness” for several days, and then pummeled my test unit all at once with everything I had.  The result was fairly predictable.  Within a few minutes, you can see the damage that was done!

I would like to extend my thanks to my support staff for their valuable assistance during this testing procedure.  They provided the raw materials and cleanup for this very informative experiment!

(Ed. Note: You’re welcome.)

Mommy & Daddy dressed me up in some stylin’ 70’s clothes for this shot:

OK, OK, not really.  This is Daddy when (I’m guessing…) he was even younger than me!  Do we look alike, or what?

(Ed. Note: Thanks to Grandpa Stark for the picture!)

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I’m nothing if not shamelessly self promoting.  So for this entry, I thought I should just let you gaze upon my cuteness.

While sleeping:

While sleeping again:

and while smiling!

The Björn is my passport to adventure…

…or at least kisses on the forehead…