So today I went to the Getty for family day with Constance and Ben. Ben is so frickin' cute, Constance will totally miss him after I kidnap him and raise him as my own in Canada. The top image is a photo of him 'dancing'. We went to see a performance of Farmer Jason and the Barnstormers. Yes, it did rock just as much as you would think.
The scab on his melon was brought on by his nana, Trisha. He's OK, no need to call child services, apparently concrete can do that when you trip as you learn to walk. It's just building up his resistance, like giving him cyanide in his malt-o-meal.
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