Well Benjamin continues to amaze me on a daily basis, especially with his knack for picking up words and terms. So I am in bed early this morning (8:30) lightly snoozing (totally conked out) with Ben watching cartoons beside me and Darrel getting ready for work, when I guess Ben starts asking me for a waffle. (Just a side note: when Ben asks for a waffle, he really doesn't want one. He really just wants to get down off the bed to play. He has found that the most effective way to drag his parents out of bed is making us think that he is hungry. Please don't judge us.) So anyways back to the story. Ben starts asking me for a waffle and Darrel said it went something like this- Ben calling to me: "Hey mom, waffle? Waffle? Hey Mom! Mom! (He is having no luck as I wear ear plugs.) Hey Babe! Babe! Hey Babe, waffle?!" Unsurprisingly, I guess I slept through this and had to hear it second hand from Darrel, who was very delighted to tell me about it when I woke up a couple minutes later. I guess I can be happy that he is no longer calling me Beth and has moved on to a more sophisticated term of endearment that I can only hope he picked up from Darrel. Needless to say we let him down off the bed in which he immediately forgets about the waffle (told ya) to run circle's around the swing occupied by a sleeping Harrison and then on to making a castle out of the couch pillows in the living room. And that was just the first two minutes of my day. Oh well, at least my son thinks my name is Babe. :)