Merry Christmas

It's Christmas Eve.  The Boy is asleep.  The tree is dripping with ornaments and the bottom half is buried beneath far more presents than can possibly be good for any of us.  My parents have gone to bed, and Neil and I are enjoying a few minutes of quiet reading before heading toward bed ourselves.  It's very peaceful here.  I wish it were this peaceful, safe, and sweet everywhere in the world.

Early morning Bennyism

When Neil went in to get Ben up this morning, Ben's first words were:  "Peter Paul and Mary walked into a bar.  'Ouch!' they said."

So, you think he's ready for his own HBO comedy special?

Couple recent Bennyisms

1. There's a book of Beatles songs sitting on the music stand of the piano. (Don't tell me this surprises you.) Ben points to the piano and says, "Let's play some Beatles." We sit side-by-side on the bench, and Ben doodles away on the keys. He pauses and says, "This is an old-fashioned song called 'It's All Too Much'."

2. "Yellow Submarine needs to be watched by someone."  [It's good to know he's developing a volunteer spirit already.]  [His ploy didn't work, by the way.]

First Night of Chanukah, 2010

Okay, Chanukah's been over for awhile, but I didn't get a chance to add captions until now.  Enjoy!