So Benjamin had visitors yesterday. My friend Melanie came by with her sister Heather and Heather's son Jordan. Jordan is exactly one month younger than Ben and is too cute to be real. He and Ben seem to be on a very similar developmental path - both heavyweights, both with crazy chubby cheeks, both catnappers, both chitter-chatterers. Except that Jordan's cheeks are even chubbier than Ben's, if you can believe it.
Now Ben has very little interest in other babies so he wasn't terribly impressed about the playdate but overall did very well in tolerating Jordan's present and even managed a few smiles for the girls. Which was nice as he's been a cranky pants lately. But the real fun was watching Jordan try out some of Ben's toys. The exersaucer wasn't so much of a hit - largely a lot of slumping and staring - but the Jolly Jumper, well, watch out! He was definitely digging it, which was awesome. And while Mel and Heather laughed at Ben in the jumper they really laughed at Jordan in the jumper. Because there is just nothing funnier than your own kid in a Jolly Jumper. It warms my heart to know it was invented by a Canadian.
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