You've got something on your face

How do I get my whole head in here?

Ben likes to eat. And lately he has shown a preference for certain foods. The other day he was squaking and begging for food , doing every sign I've taught him frantically (more, water, hungry!!!! Please listen to me!!!!) so I sat him down with something that a month ago would have sufficed (plain bread, cheese, water) and then I cooked for the rest of the family. But when he saw that steaming, crispy grilled cheese sandwich, he started tossing his food and screeching for the good stuff.

The night these pictures were taken I was supposed to go to a Clipper's game and sit in a VIP box and eat really good food with Chris, but I couldn't find a sitter in time (it was short notice at bed time on a week night and I tried a few people then gave up--basketball's boring anyway, right?). Nellie took us out to ice cream instead because she knew I was a little disappointed. What would I do with her! We went to Coldstone and outside the store there's a little plaza with a walk-through water fountain. Well, I don't think it's meant to be walked through often, but my kids think that's what it's for. Everytime we've gone there, they start out by testing their limits. How close can they get to the fountain before it hits them, or which hole can they step on to prevent the water from spraying them. But by the end of the night (once Ben finally stops eating), they're straddling the shooting water laughing like crazy. It could be a lesson in how we allow sin into our lives. But on a lighter note, it makes for a bit of entertainment along with dessert. Next time we go, I'm going to bring extra clothes.