Wa wa whaaaat? No Ben in these pictures?

I enjoyed a moment to take some non-Ben photos of the defunct bathroom across the street, the homeless man who probably lives there, the light he uses to read by at night, and the park apparatus he plays on (okay, maybe not that last one).

De Plane

Watching the planes take off at this park by the beach,
Was fun until Ben realized they were all out of reach.
At these schools, just what do they teach?!
You can't catch a plane, but you can catch a peach.


Don't look too closely at the pictures. You'll notice the peach in the poem is actually an orange. But nothing rhymes with 'orange.' No, not even 'porridge.'

Raspberry Barrage

After blowing raspberries on our bellies Ben takes a drag on his nucky and spends a few minutes cuddling. He doesn't want us to feel used just for our big bellies before he runs off on to something else.

The Lady Killer gets killed

We can't blame Martin for his tough love "talk" with our little lady killer. Ben's pretty slick with the girls and he had just tried to pull up their little Athina's skirt. We're lucky Martin didn't try to cut off his head... or anything else.

Monkeying around

We enjoyed some nice quiet time watching the gorillas at the zoo thanks to Ben. People quickly learned that they were not safe from the poo throwers just because the gorillas were behind glass. Ben had one hand on his soiled diaper, ready to whip out and throw as soon as someone tried to invade our private viewing station.

The Shirt

One of Ben's best first year birthday gifts was this delightful t-shirt screened with a print of Kali dressed as a clown on it. Ben likes to wear it so Kali is always close to his heart, especially on days he plans to jump in the mud, spread tomato sauce all over himself, and roll in soot. Come to think of it, I'm not really sure he likes the shirt as much as I do at all.

The Vampire wasn't invited in

Poor Kali. She never invited the vampire in. Too bad for her this one doesn't play by the rules. She can only watch as her home is ransacked, mumbling to herself, "is nothing sacred?"

Calvin on the brain

Maybe it's time to rethink those Calvin And Hobbes Comics all over Ben's bed. They must seep into his brain at night because he always wakes up even more rambunctious and defiant than that day before. Thanks a lot Grandma Judy for all your hard work in helping to make them. :)

Is that a cat on my head

Please tell me they didn't just take a picture of this.

His Get-Away-With-Murder Face

We spend lots of hours everyday learning and studying: arithmetic, reading, writing, and the more practical pursuits like this session captured on film. We were practicing how we might go about lying to the police after robbing the bank. I have to admit Ben taught ME a few things.