Like Father, Like Son

So, this past week, I had the first experience of Ben truly inheriting a specific quirk from his father.  Since I've known Hector, he's always like to have his back scratched/touched.  He always asks me, "please touch my back".  Strange I know.  Doesn't even really care if I scratch it, just as long as I touch it.  And sometime, he's almost panicky about it, not taking no for an answer.

Well, the other night, I was putting Ben to sleep in his big boy bed.  We're moving from the rocking stage to the put your self to sleep stage.  I told him to lay down, which he did.  I sat there next to his bed singing.  Within seconds, he said "back".  I waited.  He said it again.  So I started lightly rubbing his back.  Then after a few minutes, I stopped.  Immediately he says "back", with a major emphasis on the "ck"!  So I did it again.  Then I stopped again, long after he should have fallen asleep, and I hear "back" again!  This time I told him no, that he needed to go to sleep, and he proceeded to try to rub his own back!  Oh my goodness, he is his father's son!  It warmed my heart and made me smile.  I couldn't resist it.  I rubbed his back until he went to sleep!  Right now it's so incredibly cute.  In a few years, it may drive me nuts having two back rubbing crazies in my house! :)

Willy the Wilcat

Last weekend we went to see Sav at ACU in Freshman Follies.  She did great!  While we were there, we decided to catch the football game.  Caleb had never been to a college football game and wanted to go.  We had a great time, hector, me, caleb and ben.  Ben loved it!  Surprise surprise.  He loves football too!  Except he doesn't say football.  He says spit ball.  But he really spits.  I'll post video soon to show you.  It's hilarious.  Anyway, he watched as ACU killed the other team by 40 points at the half.  They are really good this year.  In the third quarter, Willy the Wildcat decided to come into the stands to take a picture with us.  Ben was in awe.  He didn't really want to touch him when he was a round, but the minute he started to leave, Ben wanted to follow him.  He kept saying, "where wiyyi?" over and over.  I finally went down to the front row to get Willy's attention.  He came over and said hi again.  Ben was so excited.  Since then, there hasn't be much talk about the blue dot.  Now it's all about Willy!  "where wiyyi".  "wiyyi home"  "wiyyi ni ni".  So now I need to track down a wildcat stuffed animal to get Ben for his birthday.  That should be easier to find than a blue dot!  More fun memories with our sweet son!

Time with Granny

Now a days, it seems like every day with Ben is something fun and special.  He has developed such a personality and he is now saying three word sentences!  I can't believe it.  It's like he's become this little boy overnight.  We're about to start potty training!  Crazy!

Well, the other day, we had an extra special morning.  Ben and I dropped Hector off at work and went to see Granny at the Waterford.  Typically, Ben is pretty apprehensive when we're there, but this day, he was a riot!  He was all smiles and was playing with Granny so well.  She was thrilled.  I actually got a little choked up over it.  Granny has played such a special role in my life, and I'm so thankful that Ben is getting to spend time with her.  Fortunately, I captured some sweet memories of this morning on camera!

Blue Dot Bye Bye?

So a couple of months ago, we bought tickets to a Ranger game, even though it really wasn't in our budget, because the kid promotion for the game was a chest protector backpack. One we knew Ben had to have! So a couple of weeks ago, we weathered the heat to sit through this afternoon game. The first few innings were brutally hot, but it was all worth it because Ben had his backpack and was very proud of it. It was bigger than he was, as you'll see in the pictures, but it was so cute on him. As the innings went by, the weather got cooler. We were having a great time. A couple of Hector's friends from Crowley came with us. They bought Ben a foam finger and a batters helmet! He loved the foam finger especially!

Then the 7th inning came, and so did the dot race. Ben was sitting in my lap, and I started to root for the blue dot, like I always do. Ben started cheering with me... "Go Blue". Blue won the race! And then all the dots left the field. This was very disturbing to Ben. I kid you not, for the rest of the game, "Blue? Blue? Blue bye bye?" Over and over again. I don't think he saw another ball pitched. He kept pointing to the back entrance that they ran out of. Even driving away from the ballpark he was adamant about going back to see blue. We had to explain to him that the game was over and blue went night night.

So now, two weeks later, he still wants to know where blue is. We've shown him the dot race on youtube several times to appease him. If only there were a blue dot stuffed doll. He would be in heaven!

Tuesday was Ben's first day of school, and he wore his Ranger backpack. It's about the cutest picture I've ever seen. I'll post it as soon as I figure out how to sinc my new phone!