DeAndra had her 20 week ultrasound today at the hospital. The little baby was moving and active, but we were still able to see what we needed to see. One thing that we didn't see was Razyr's manjunk, so it looks like we are having a girl!!
Now I need to start accumulating an extensive arsenal like this:
In my other life I broadcast football and basketball games for KOZI Radio in Chelan. Tonight I am broadcasting the first game of the year for the Manson basketball teams and have to put together a little pre-game show. I was perusing the Manson School District website looking for fodder when I came across an interesting website: denniskingphoto.com.
It was on this website that I found this little nugget:
Today was the dreaded day when the boys had to go to the dentist. Rock has one prior experience with the dentist, and it didn't go well.
Ryker could somehow sense from Rock that this wasn't going to be as fun as Mommy pretended it would be.
The dentist's helper was very good and first started by helping the boys brush their teeth. They did that just fine.
Ryker was a little concerned about the helper's intentions when he wanted to floss Ryker's three teeth.
But he was more than willing to relax in the fancy reclining chair. Nothing bad can happen in a chair like this, right?
"See? I'm a good boy with good teeth because I brush my teeth all the time. So how about you put that pointy thing down?"
Luckily the pointy thing never came out and Dr. Jeff used the mirror to look inside Ryker's mouth instead.
Then Ryker went back to working on his toothbrush.
You could tell that Rock wasn't cool with everything, but he let them check his mouth and brush his teeth.
He didn't even try to bite Jeff's fingers like we thought he would.
After his dentist appointment Ryker had to go see Dr. Dame for a checkup. At one point he was laying naked on butcher paper. He grabbed a tongue depressor to stab anyone who tried to get close with needles. It took four people to subdue him enough to administer the inoculations. And one of them got a pretty bad splinter.
Last Saturday we were going to the shed to make cider. Ryker was so excited that he couldn't put down his drinking glass.
The morning of cider he was especially happy.
But the Froot Loops might have been part of his happiness.
Another thing that got Ryker's excitement percolating was the new snow!
Ryker loved playing in the snow.
"S'no!"
Finally it was cider time. That meant it was also time for the most important part: homemade donuts!
Somebody took Amelia's donut. She wasn't thrilled.
Travis and Ken manned the press while others manned the donuts.
Marissa did this most of the time, whatever this is.
Ryker loved his job as the official cider quality control guy.
Rock ate himself lots of donuts and hot dogs. Yummers.
They both drank a lot of cider. Like a ton. Ryker needed a 40 lb diaper just to hold all the 'cider'.
R&R loved playing with their cousins until they got incarcerated in a bin.
Strongman Colby is strong.
When all was said and done we made over 80 gallons of cider. That's a lot of juice. Just think of all the poor apples that gave their little juicy lives for this delicious cider. Delicious cider.
Strongman Colby got in trouble and was only allowed to drive the forklift with his Gpa Doug.
When we got home DeA asked Ryker if it was cold outside. This was his response:
