playtime.

Last night before he ate his dinner, Ben played for a bit with his toys.


He loves his stacking cups - they were a gift from Mom-Mom and Pop-Pop. They are a little bigger than any I've ever seen, and they're just like the ones he plays with at Mom-Mom and Pop-Pop's house. They're just his size. He could sit for hours (okay, minutes) playing with them. It's fun to watch.


I love this curl of his.


A moment of pure benevolence:


I love this picture. He'd just knocked over a tower of the stacking cups (quite possibly his favorite thing ever, in the whole world, to do) and he was so proud of himself. Sophie couldn't care less, on the other hand.