This morning we were sitting in church, quietly listening to the ward announcements being read over the pulpit. We'll be having a ward campout in the next couple of weeks, so that's super exciting.
"Breakfast will be provided..." we were told.
"BREAKFAST!" Benjamin squealed loudly.
Sometimes he seems irreverent but is very attentive. Other times he's rather inattentive but seems reverent. I'm not sure which is better (since it's very rare that he's both attentive and reverent at church (and, let's be honest, quite frequently he's both inattentive and irreverent)) so I suppose we'll just be thankful for any moment he's quiet and calm as well as being thankful for the moments when he's paying attention to what's going on.
Recently he's become quite interested in writing and drawing (as I think I've mentioned) and I'm pretty excited about it because it means that maybe he'll be ready for kindergarten after all!
We got a package in the mail a few days ago and as soon as I emptied the box, Benjamin wanted it.
"Can I have this box?" he asked.
"Sure," I said.
"Can I use the markers?" he asked.
"Sure," I said.
A few minutes later he excitedly shouted, "THIS IS EVEN BETTER THAN PAPER!"
Here he is with a recent, boring, ol' on-paper drawing:
"How do you spell BB-8?" he asked me. "I already have a B."
"Great," I said. "Now you need another B."
"What?! Why?!" he wanted to know.
"Because that's how BB-8 is spelled," I said. "B-B-8."
In the grand scheme of things, BB-8 is an incredibly easy "word" to spell, but I was so proud of Benjamin for trying to spell anything. Any start is a good start, right?