Everything's changing so fast . . .

We went to Chicago last weekend to see my sister.

Ben woke up on Friday morning with his first tooth. I was feeling his gums Thursday night because he was gnawing on everything he could get his hands on, but there was nothing there. Sure enough, Friday morning, there was a tooth.

Then on Sunday morning, he woke up with a second. Chicago will do that to you, I suppose.

He wasn't especially fussy leading up to the teeth breaking through, but he's been fussy ever since.

Seriously. Fussy. I'm so used to him having such a sweet temperament, so it's odd to have him so clingy and cranky.

Jack succeeded at zipping up his coat by himself over the weekend, which now further delays us getting out the door because he MUST DO IT BY HIMSELF. He's so proud of himself, though. I am, too.

Jack spent most of our Chicago weekend in a diaper, because the last thing you need when you're on the 'L' is to hear "Uh, I have to go potty." Kyle pointed out that it usually smells like lots of people use the train as a bathroom, but I wouldn't have my child be one of them.

SO, when we got home he was more than ready to be back in underwear and we've only had one accident since we've been home. I think the discomfort of the diaper for a weekend was a good thing.

Ben is now going from sitting to pseudo-crawling, and then pushing himself from pseudo-crawling back to sitting, which is amazing to me. I guess I expected these things to come slowly to him, and I'm not sure why. Maybe because he's so much more laid back than Jack was. Maybe it was just wishful thinking.

He so funny because he can't quite figure out how to get his legs and arms moving in sync, so when he gets frustrated, he pushes up onto his feet, hops forward a little and then moves his hands. It almost looks like he's getting ready to do a somersault. He tried (unsuccessfully) to pull himself up on a basket of Jack's toys this afternoon, and it's a good thing Jack was napping because I can only imagine the drama it would have caused if Jack saw Ben touching HIS toys.

While we were in Chicago, we had a chance to see friends we hadn't seen since Jack was Ben's age! However, through the magic of the Internet, it didn't feel like it had been that long because we keep in touch. Annie's expecting her third boy and I had a chance to take some photos of their family. Here's a sneak peek for them . . .