peek-a-boo

So, I was just making my way to the washroom at my office when I started thinking about when I might get home today. After an initial pondering over our potential dinner options, my mind immediately wandered over to The Ben’s evening bedtime routine. Some cereal and vegetables, then a bath, then a bottle, then bed. And somewhere in between a whole bunch of fooling around, blowing raspberries and playing peek-a-boo [these are Ben's new tricks this week]. So, it was at the very moment that I was about to finish using the washroom that I belted out an unusually loud and uncontrollable giggle at the thought of my little Ben laughing hysterically during our bedtime routine. You know how a certain funny moment in the past can sneak up on you that way? The toilet got a little messy and a spot of drool, I swear to you now, dribbled down onto my shirt leaving both my shirt and trousers sprinkled with by own bodily fluids. And I don’t even want to know what my officemates thought was going on in there!

Oh that Ben. . . I hope to get a video of him laughing online soon. It’s just great.