Ben's no Derrick Zoolander!!!
Mood:  celebratory
We took Ben in to have his "professional" photos taken...So only the classiest place would do for us Haughs - Target!

Ben didn't do too hot for the camera...I don't think he'll be a male model. He was happy as a clam before and after the pictures, but he just was not all about posing and doing the cute baby thing for Miss Target Photographer. I think her name was Brittney. If you want to be classy like us Haughs, you too can get your photos done at Target all for only $8.99! You'll need to get the coupon of course, but nothing says high-class like using coupons at a Portrait Studio!

Mufflers, Oil Filters, Brake Pads, Oh My!
Mood:  silly
Late this afternoon, Ben and I decided to visit "Daddy" at his shop. Daddy mentioned to me a couple days ago that my tires were looking a little flat. He told me to go put some air in them...but that seemed like a lot of work. So we thought we would be nice and drop by his shop so he could do it for us. Ben made me stop and get Daddy some KFC Snackers to show our appreciation.

I'm better than Martha Stewart!
Mood:  d'oh
What does one do when they have some pears that are overripe? You probably said throw them away, however, Mrs. Domestic Goddess that I am these days, I did not do that! I peeled them, cored them, steamed them and pureed them and Ben is enjoying Ma-Ma's Homemade Pears! I feel so wholesome...sort of like an Amish person.

Happy 5th Month Birthday to Ben!
Mood:  spacey
For Ben's fifth month birthday, we ventured out to find a kitchen/utility/microwave cart with a drawer. We had no luck. We've been searching high and low for a cabinet about 3 feet wide and 2 feet deep. We did come across a very high quality towel rack for our hallway. This will come in handy for Ben when he starts walking. Why you ask? When I least suspect it, I figure Ben will decide to take all of our clean towels and throw them all over the apartment. We were smart in picking out this fine item!

Ernesto, you silly little storm you!
Mood:  blue
We met up with Grandmama in Connecticut, which was grand as always. We had to cut our visit short because of the threat of Ernesto! Luckily, we were not hard hit but I told Ben of the adventures we had with Gloria back in 1985. He's excited for his first real hurricane!

We're buying stock in Tylenol!
Ben got his first cold! Boo Hoo! We tried to give Ben some chicken soup to help him feel better. It didn't work. We then tried some Tylenol Cold and Cough for Infants...that seemed to do the trick. We also tried to teach him to blow his nose, but he just didn't understand us.

Fun with the Rat...
Mood:  caffeinated
As if we didn't already know how fun a stuffed rat could be, we found yet another reason today. I ventured to the post office and Ben was sleeping with his rat. The looks he got were priceless. Especially by the rich old ladies...you could tell by their expressions they were thinking "what in the heavens is that? Why would anyone let their baby have a stuffed rat?"

Ben's Food Review
Mood:  hungry
It's been a little over a month since we started trying to give Benny some solid foods. We've been successful on some, unsuccessful on others. I've tried to recapture some of Ben's famous faces with computerized smilies...

Prunes -

Peaches -

Bananas -

Pudding Pops -

Peas -

Outback Steak -

Oatmeal -

Sweet Potatoes -

Snickers Bars -

Rice Cereal -

Applesauce -

Wasabi -

Pears -

I want Charles in Charge of me!
Mood:  celebratory
After unpacking, eating, & dirtying diapers, Ben and I decided to take a rest and watch a little TV. What did we watch you ask? Why E!'s True Hollywood Story of Scott Baio, but of course! For those of you who are not up to speed with 80's television culture, Scott Baio was the star of Charles In Charge. For you older folks, he was Fonzie's cousin Cha-Chi in Happy Days. Anyways, they flashed up some baby pictures of Scott and he looked just like Ben does! James and I talked about this...If Ben grows up to be a male nanny, we have decided that we will still love him.

Ben will have the Prime Rib!
Mood:  surprised
So we ventured out to Outback Steakhouse for James' birthday tonight. We get there and are seated immediately...however, the host, the bright guy he is, asked if we needed a kiddie menu for Ben or are we just going to order off the regular menu! No joke! Then he left 3 sets of silverware for us to use...I wanted to tell the guy that this time, Ben is going to order a 14 oz steak because last time, the 9 oz steak didn't quite fill him up. I don't think this guy would have realized I was joking though...I think if I hit this guy in the head with a frying pan, it wouldn't even phase him. People like this make me feel really smart. I guess that is their purpose on Earth!