feeling better.

Ben must be feeling better, because his 'tude is back in full force. He only wants to do what he wants to do, which mostly involves hanging onto the banister and going up and down the stairs.

He still isn't eating much... he asked for go-gurt this morning but I didn't have any left in the house, so I made him oatmeal with peaches. He spit out the peaches but ate the oatmeal. We'll see.


My mom was kind enough to drive down to Philly after work last night, so Chris and I went out to dinner and went to see Cloverfield. My review? Eh.