Wise Solomon and Lucky Penny
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The Week In Review
Ready or not, here I come. 
In this photo, I was trying to capture Solomon crawling. He was so intrigued by the strap on my camera that I couldn't keep him far enough away to get a good shot.
Dig your hat, Uncle Roger.
Granny T sure has a cuddley lap. 
The day after Thanksgiving, Granny T generously offered to watch Solomon while Scott and I took some time away. First we went to see Casino Royale. Good action and stunts, not too over the top with special effects. Traditional James Bond, with the modern century PC downplay of the womanizing. Highly recommended. After the flick, we ate some Skyline. Higly recommended, but only if you can get it fresh. Forget the canned or frozen versions. With full bellies, we ventured over to Yellow Springs. YS is a tiny hippie/new age/granola village near Dayton. I frequented the town in college and in the years after. At first I thought Yellow Springs had changed. But Ha-Ha's Pizza was still there, as was the toy store. What seems to have changed is I. Is it possible that I'm too old for Yellow Springs? How sad. I think the town doesn't captivate me these days because I no longer wear 14 silver rings and reek of patchouli. No longer recommended. (Except for the nature center - Glen Helen. Always recommended.)
Do I have rice cake on my face? 
What To Do The Saturday After Thanksgiving
We get our Christmas tree, almost always, the first Saturday after Thanksgiving. 
On the brochure for Braun's farm, the different types of conifers are listed along with some brief comments. I'm partially tooting my own horn here, but when I told the farmer boy that I wanted a Frazier Fir, he handed me the sheet on which it said that this type was the most trendy. The point isn't that I pick an haute tree (I do). Anyone who knows me also knows that I've been cutting a Frazier Fir for at least the past 14 Christmases. At first, I was drawn to thier Charlie Brown-esque appearance. But it turns out that the uneven, scraggly sparseness was mostly just an attribute of the trees at Matt's farm in Ohio, where I cut 14-footers for free. Imagine my suprise when I was required to pay $8/foot for a Frazier in Michigan. Needless to say, I no longer get the towering type. The trees here are a bit more manicured, but still, not completely without personality.
I miss the trips to Matt's farm. Free trees were really just the parting gift after a day of campfires and hiking around with friends.
Boy Genius
How cool was it that Solomon picked a book off the shelf? I must say, even I was impressed that he chose the Official Scrabble Dictionary. Then I started thinking about the documentary about the National Scrabble Championship. All the finalists were complete losers. Worse than that, they had poor hygiene and mental illness. So it was a bit of a relief when The Boy decided to eat the book, rather than read it. Still, I think he should learn the Q words that don't require a U, just so he's got a leg up on the competition.
[Go Bucks]
It pains me to do this.
Go Blue!
This is going to cause some controversy.
Pearly Whites
If you look closely enough in the bottom photo, you can see Solomon's two bottom teeth. Or maybe that's just a reflection on the saliva on his tongue. Regardless, they're sharp. Go ahead and ask me how I know.
The Boy And His Dog - A Tribute
Mili had to leave this world yesterday. It was a bit sudden and terribly sad. At least Solomon got to enjoy her for a little while. Here are some memories of their often one-sided relationship. 
Solomon is interested in making friends with Mili. Mili, on the other hand, would rather avoid The Boy. That is unless he's willing to share his food.
Creepy Crawler
Not actually crawling yet. But oh, so close! Backwards scooting, on the other hand, is a snap.
Sweatshirts
After jogging with Mommy.
Touchdown!
Granny T sure has a cuddley lap. 
