
Thursday, June 1, 2006
War Wound
Ben had himself a really good fall a couple of days ago. We were having a little birthday party for Caelan on the Memorial Day holiday, and so we were playing outside in the pool and barbequeing for most of the afternoon. Ben was playing on one of the pool tu
bes and climbing in and out, in and out. At one point he was inside of the tube and climbing out, but his hands weren't in a good position to keep the balance he needed and he went face first onto the cement, and them almost proceeded to continue falling into the swimming pool. I caught him just in time. It didn't grow into too much of a bump, but man, it is bruised. Another war wound for the little man. Grandpa and Grandma Dick were here for a visit for the holiday weekend. Ben is going through a little mom-attachment phase and he didn't want anything to do with anyone else when I was in the room. he would cry and lean towards me. When I was gone he would usually go to someone else just fine, but the second I returned he wanted me. It's kind of sweet to see how excited he gets when I get home or come back into a room, but I will be glad when this phase passes. It's nice to be able to hand him off to someone else every now and then. Maybe when he starts walking he won't feel so attached to me - he will feel his own little bit of freedom. I'm not sure how soon that will be because he still is showing no sign of wanting to starting moving around on his feet. I guess when he is good and ready then he will decide to get up and go.

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