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I’ll write more about our vacation to Ireland soon, but in the meantime, there are new pictures available in the pictures section.

I’m currently on the road in Memphis, Tennessee and just got back to my hotel room. One of my co-workers and I went out for an evening of dry, smoked ribs. They were very good, I must say. I’m glad I brought floss with me… Beale Street was quite the party tonight as it was “bike night”. It was basically wall to wall choppers. And loud. Did I mention it was loud?

Since my last post we’ve had a visit from Mom and Artie, redone our dated bathroom by tearing down wallpaper and putting up new fixtures (towel bars and such), and taken advantage of the park being 5 minutes away by bike. Basically, we’re loving the new house. It’s been completely worth the move. Ben is doing great. He’s definitely a healthy 2-year old boy. He’s into everything, moving quickly and just enjoying being 2. Mommy and daddy are actually enjoying it, too.

Basically, all is well. Just wanted to let you all know.

Last night I awoke completely startled. I shot up in bed after hearing a noise and looked over to see Ben, who had climbed out of his bed, opened his door and come into our room, standing in the doorway. He’s gotten out of bed before but usually when he’s not ready to go to sleep, such as 4 minutes after we put him down for an afternoon nap. This was the first middle of the night adventure…

This is a vexing issue. We don’t want him getting out of bed, but it’s hard to explain to him why not. He’s started to do it more often and we’re trying to break him of the habit. Personally, I’m a little unsure of how to fix this. Too bad parenting doesn’t come with a manual.

Update: We have purchased a cover for the doorknob. Without big hands, you can’t press the sides of the cover which allow you to turn the knob. There was some hesitancy, but it’s completely solved the problem. Ben doesn’t get out of bed anymore.