Ben is Adorable

I frequently forget to post adorably weird things about Ben. He is fabulously weird. Case in point: I walked into the living room this morning and he was having a conversation with the dog about parrots. “How do people live with them? What if they landed on your head claws out?! There’d be blood everywhere! I should ask Aunt Kay. Oh, wait, she kept her birds in a cage. You should be glad we don’t keep you in a cage, Rose. Or birds. Mama doesn’t like cages OR birds.”