Factoria!!

Our church building is right next to the Factoria Mall, so after an activity the other night we shot on over to enjoy the mall. Ryker liked riding the mall pony.

We took Rock to Cold Stone to enjoy a $.49 kid cone. He chose bumble gum, because it was blue.

As he got closer to the end of his cone he started scouting out a new flavor. He kept asking for some green, but mean old Daddy-O said no.

The mall has a hurricane simulator, and DeA thought that Rock would like the loud noises and the strong winds. She liked it.

Rock wasn't as thrilled as she thought he'd be, and asked out immediately. Then he sat there crying and yelling "MOMMY!!"

"Mommy!!!"

My parents were getting bored with an empty, quiet house, so my dad came over and stole Rock. While Rock and his grandparents partied, DeA and Ryker came down to the Puyallup Fair with me while I worked the chiro booth. Papa Dale finally brought Rock back on Tuesday. We met at a local Mexican restaurant to make the exchange, but Rock wanted to negotiate some terms.

Meanwhile, little Ryky got pretty used to the peace and quiet of a Rock-free house. He was free to roam and drool on whatever toys he wanted, and he slept better than he has before.

Look, he's so peaceful, so serene. Now he's back to being jittery and nervous that he'll get smacked in the head.