Thursday, March 14, 2013

14 month old updates

Benny loves to snuggle and ready a good story.

Mommy and Benny are ready for bed! 

Last weekend, we had a birthday party for Grampie at our house.  Reports state that Grampie turned 59.  Looking good Grampie!  And yes, Benny has no pants on for this pic.  No shirt, no shoes, no service.  What about pants?  Benny indicates its working out well for him.  He still got to eat some chocolate cake. 
So, what's new with Benny.....
1) Its interesting that he figured out you blow out candles so quickly.  Since Grampie's party, he will point to any candle, even unlit candles, and start blowing.
2) He likes to try to put on his own shoes.  Its tricky business.
3) He LOVES to play on the bed.  He knows how to get off the bed by himself (although I don't trust him enough not to be right there.  Don't need a Benny falling off the bed.)  He has this book called "All Fall Down."  There is a part that says 'bouncy, bouncy, on the bed, all fall down."  He loves for me to say that while he bounces and falls over.
4) We have a book with the song "If You're Happy and You Know."  He likes to do the verse 'if you're happy and you know it do a dance.'  He's got some pretty nice dance moves.  Takes after his mother.
5) A new word he learned to say this week was 'balloon.'  Its so cute.
6) He likes to carry around his toy elephant from his Noah's Ark Set and say 'Arooh' and wave his arm like a trunk.
My heart melts for a cute little Benny.

Wednesday, March 6, 2013

I Almost Died of a Heart Attack

Today I started getting gray hair.  Benny frequently likes to go in the bedrooms upstairs and close the doors behind him.  No big deal, right?  So, this morning he does this when going into his bedroom.  I was going to take him to story time at the library, so I decided to take the opportunity to throw on a different shirt quickly.  In the 30 seconds I was gone, Benny---with his ever advancing fine motor skills---LOCKED HIMSELF INSIDE OF HIS ROOM.  I go into instant panic mode (even though his bedroom is quite safe--outlets covered and only a few toys, books, and stuffed animals for him to get into.)  I frantically try to get ahold of Kevin at work.  No luck.  I try to call Grammie and Grampie. No luck. My thought is that there has to be some way for me to get this door open.  I try to remove the door handle.  (Kevin only has about 4 million tools and I can't find a screwdriver.)  So, I surrender and call 911.  They were here in about one minute.  They are super fast.  I'm sobbing hysterically.  They try to pick the lock but couldn't get it.  So, they busted in cracking the wood around the door frame.  When they opened the door Benny was like "Hey guys!  Want to check out my teddy bear I was playing with?"  He didn't seem to care that he was locked in his room.  Kevin called just as the police left.  He calmly stated "I'm glad benny is ok, but you know you could have used the key to unlock the door."  WHAT?!?!?!?!?!  We have a key to those doors.  Why don't I know these things?  Today I earned the Stupid Award and got my first gray hair.  (I hear gray hairs multiply quickly.)