ben.

i definitely do not remember this stage with the big one. i can not look away from ben for one minute. he climbs into the bathroom sinks and turns on the water. no burns yet, but many, many outfit changes. up onto the island and pushes everything off. onto the dining table. onto matty's desk. he tears through books. literally tears them. he pounds the phone, the computer the remote controls. he is currently a nightmare.

 i am still having hard time talking about the black magic marker incident. i have painted matty's walls and need to do the trim next. i found scribbles on the hardwoods this evening. any writing utensil is bad news.

so we do our arts n crafts elsewhere.

 and they barely spill a drip of course.

 and it killed an hour on a frigid day.

 pats game was cold and fun. after my fourth $11 beer, i may have added our names to the season tickets waitlist.

 after the fifth i told this guy to shut up already. just kidding. about the 5th beer too. but he did scream tebow sucks the whole game.

 we are trying to convince maria and jim to move in next door.

thank you thank you thank you thank you!

 GO PATS!!!