The Boy King

Baby tapped into his inner Tut at the Franklin Institute in Philadelphia. "I am the Baby King," he pronounced. "When I die, I will take all of my jewelry and candy with me." The surrounding children were duly impressed, and proferred ointments and ornaments of gold.

B-Money

After a long day at work, Baby shut the bedroom door and rolled gleefully on a mattress of twenty-dollar bills. Having guessed the correct Super Bowl score in the office jackpot, he won $200 from his envious colleagues. In a private moment, he counted up the number of Take 5 candy bars that he could now afford to purchase.

Baby Eats

In a recent IM discussion with Baby, our hero discussed his massive appetite at work today.

"After breakfast, I had a pb&j sandwhich and an apple grain bar for a snack," he said. "For lunch I had a big plate of jumbo peppered shrimp, mushroom chicken in a truffle sauce, and a field green salad."

Looking ahead to the end of his work day, he mused, "Hopefully there will be some cookies later for desert. If not I will have to go out and top off my meal with a Snickers, Three Musketeers and Take 5. My colleagues are horrified."