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I think Bennett is about to learn to knit or speak full sentences or something. Last night he was all over the place! Nurse, nurse, nurse, and squirm and rotate and flip and get up and walk around the bedroom.... It reminded me of right before he got the hang of crawling and he was up on all fours practicing in the night.

This morning he is a nursing, fussy boy. He doesn't seem to know what he wants. Thankfully all I've got to do today is grocery shop, organize the living room, wrap some presents (which I'll do when B is napping), and cook.

And drink. Perhaps a lot.