All Benji’s attempts to fend off the tickle monster are fruitless. Of course, it probably doesn’t help that he collapses into a shrieking mass of giggles as soon as he senses tickles approaching.
I should also mention that Benji waved bye-bye to the garbage truck this week, causing me and Deborah to almost expire from cuteness overload. Then I got indignant, because he never waves bye-bye to me, or Ian, or any of his grandparents. Only to garbage trucks. Go figure.
Oh, he also waves to himself when I put my phone camera on front-facing mode.