Sam charging downhill to jump over a sand pit at the beach park.

I was reading a new Babar book to Sam for bedtime while Ben was writhing and squirming in my lap, batting at the book, pointing to birdies in the pictures, and trying to bite me (he’s really into that right now and does not listen to “NO!”). He actually turns your head to the side, holds it there, then lunges for your neck like a vampire. He seems to do this most when he’s agitated, like today because he has a cold and I think he’s peeved that it’s slowing him down a bit. So after we finished the book, I said to Sam, laughing, “Man, he’s a load of trouble, isn’t he?! His middle name is Trouble! Benjamin Trouble…” I hadn’t finished when Sam came up with a much better name. He said “Noooo, I think his middle name is NO! Benjamin NO!” Toooo true! Very good Sam!