even though I ain't got money

Sorry to be away for so long - it's this thing called life that keeps getting in the way. And this other thing called Benjamin.

To recompense, here are some fun images from the past 6 weeks:

This first one is a cute video from Thanksgiving where Benjamin kept my dad up past his bedtime singing songs and playing the guitar.

This is Ben's grandpa showing his grandson the biz. You can see from the look on Ben's face that he is having problems with the spatial relationship between the public volumes and the private, and the architect's use of materials on the east building facade remind him of that poopy diaper he made last week's after eating mommy's "surprise" chili.

While we're on the musical merry-go-round, these next few are from our visit with our dear old friend, Mary and her wonderful piano. Ben may not be prodigy material (yet), but he sure loves his "mu-nick". He won't go to sleep until we've either sung him a song, or watched some live music on TV (Hi-Definition Pearl Jam is the way to go, baby).






This is Ben's second hair-cut, courtesy of Uncle Dan and his rusty clippers. I was personally against his getting his hair cut, seeing as he barely has enough hair to do a toddler comb-over, but level heads did not prevail that Thanksgiving evening and Ben ended up with a military crew cut. Sir, yes sir.

This is Ben's hat.

This is Ben's ass.

Trains and computers. Fun for all.

"From here I can see the extent of my playground kingdom, and that cute toddler beeotch who better bring back my stolen shoe."

Ben and his best bud, Noah. Or as Ben calls him: No-nah.

Ben and The Mife. My peeps.