surely i'll be punished for this.

We've already taken some embarrassing shots of Ben in his short eleven months with us. There was the poop-on-the-back shot, the naked shot, the Taliben shot (I'll try and link them up soon).

We ran into our neighbors Courtney and Kelly at the farmers' market this evening. Courtney had a nice big bouquet of flowers with her and gave ben a stem of statice - that dry purple flower that you see in a lot of arrangements. She took a piece off of the stem she gave him and tucked a little piece behind his ear.

The child hates wearing a hat. He doesn't like anything on his person that is out of place or feels funny. He even tears off socks. But this flower behind his ear? He was quite content. I'll call him my hippie child. My husband Chris, however, still makes fun of me for wearing Birkenstocks in college and listening to the Dead. I'm not so sure he'll be thrilled that his son's a hippie. Oh well.

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We went to the park today (surprise!) and sat in the water sprayer and then hopped on the swings (surprise #2!). The droplets you see in these pictures are water, NOT sweat.