picture = a thousand words. here is a couple million.

don't mess with isaac's thomas the trains...or his new engineer hat.

if it is possible for a kid to get fatter overnight, ryder pulled it off. i am pretty sure his number of chins doubled in a matter of hours.

this one shows his freakishly long fingers. they match his toes and e.t. neck.

swinging with grammy

grauntie and the boys

rondi

sean and julie (and bradley e.t.a.: 2/11/09)

acting as ryder's lazy boy

gearing up for spring training

isaac is not sure how he feels about papa wearing his ewok hat

aunt lisa and uncle matt

great grandpa herold

if ryder is not sleeping, eating, or crying, he is peeing, pooping or puking. given that combination, we have no problem cathing him riding dirty. pukey has become one of my nicknames for him, along with ride dawg. isaac is about four times his weight, but is typically pretty gentle. tonight ryder was screaming while i changed his diaper and isaac got down on all fours and laid his cheek on the top of ryder's head a couple times. then he took his hand and squeezed ryder's cheeks together like he was trying to get him to shut up. baby steps i guess.