just wanna pound on keyboard...

After months of begging to use mine, Benjamin now has a keyboard of his very own. (I knew there had to be an unused keyboard somewhere in the box of cruft in the study...) I think it shall be several years before I am brave enough to hook it up to anything, however. ("So how exactly did you learn that your kid had discovered ebay?")

a snapshot of, um, something...

I was just standing in my kitchen. The dishwasher, dryer, microwave, refrigerator and electric light were all simultaneously in operation. My toddler was standing next to me, a keyboard in one hand...

...and an organic carrot tightly clenched in the other.

(no subject)

Note to self:
(and to Chip)

It is probably best to push all trackballs well onto Chip's desk, further than you think could ever be necessary, lest one discover that the baby now has six balls to put through his cardboard tube. (And to note that Benjamin's arms do appear to be equipped with the extra stretch feature.)