Last night was one of those rare times where the boys work together to do something special. In this case they made a pretty freaking, awesomely sweet action sweet train track layout. Ryker was shocked at how far his locomotive could go before coming back to him.
"Wow, that's really far!"
I asked Rock to stand in front of the tracks so I could get a picture...this is his smile.
And the second time...
And then once more after he said he would smile 'like a muppet'.
So, this morning on facebook I saw a message from a new patient from last week. This kind of thing is why it is great to practice in a small town, even though everyone knows everything about DeA's uterus.
Rock's Sunbeam's teacher is currently sitting on a beach in Mexico, so I was his sub today. When I walked in the classroom I immediately noticed pictures of the kids on the wall. There were all these cute pictures of smiling, normal little kids...and then there was this:
I asked him what he was doing during the picture and he responded "I don't like normal pictures!"
In other news: We are currently breaking Ryker of his habit of sleeping in our bed all night. I put a couple of couch cushions on the floor by my side of the bed with a pillow and blanket. At 3am I felt a little hand on my cheek and heard Rock say "Daddy, Daddy - I love you. Thank you for getting a bed ready for me".
I was just about to tell him he was welcome when he screamed, and I do mean screamed "THAT'S NOT THE RIGHT BLANKET! YOU NEED TO GET ME A FUZZY BLANKET!!"
The boys love things with wheels, whether it is bikes or scooters. They love making things go fast, but unfortunately they decided to take their scooters off-roading.
"Daddy, the little tires don't do so well on the gravel. Maybe you can carry me on my scooter?"
"What? Why not?"
"Fine, I'll just keep pushing it through the soft gravel while filling my diaper with stinkiness..."
Meanwhile, DeA doesn't like having her picture taken while on a date with the boys and me...
But Rocko does.
And he loves stacking the jelly packets while he waits for his toast.
Um...so yeah, nothing too exciting but at least it is something...Big Gulps, eh? Well, see ya later!
The boys felt like there wasn't enough excitement in their lives so they formed a biker gang. The first thing they did as a gang is have their mommy drive them to the park. Then they rode the bikes to the pizza place and parked them outside as a warning sign for other biker gangs (and hippies...hippies hate biker gangs).
After a delicious meal, and after Rock yelled across the restaurant that he had a massive poop in the toilet, they mounted the bikes and headed back to the park. Look at that motley crue.
Ryker is such a mean biker that he doesn't even use the peddles.
"We ride!"
Even though they are mean bikers they still know the importance of safety. Always use the flag to cross the street.
Rock loves grabbing the flag, carrying it across the street while riding and then putting it away himself.
Ryker probably likes those things too, but his mommy got tired of waiting the hour and a half that he was taking to do them.
"No, I don't want to wait for you. I'm outta here!"
Meanwhile, Ryker and Mommy continued on their own adorable pace.
"Hey guys, I made it!"
Rock loves the half pipe and loves showing off his sweet skills.
After he got acquanted with the half pipe he got on his bike to show people how it is done.
Chicks dig the big air. It's all about the big air.
Lil' Ryker is always copying his big brother, but I don't think any of us expected him to catch on this quickly!
Since the boys are constantly being loud hyper noisy destructive adorable I find myself quickly taking pictures with my phone. Here are some of those pictures and their stories.
Rock loves "swiffing" the office floor and he even taught himself how to put the sheet on the Swiffer. Unfortunately he usually gets bored twelve seconds into cleaning and leaves the Swiffer in the middle of the hallway while he races Ryker on the rolling stools.
While we were at Mama Rae's and Papa Dale's house the other day Ryker couldn't decide if he was staying or going.
Ryker woke up with me this morning and wanted to watch Mickey. I tried to get him to come downstairs with me but he wanted to sit on the couch.
But something told me that he wasn't going to be watching Mickey for that much longer...
And that's when I snuck downstairs. Unfortunately the whole plan blew up when Ryker woke himself up and then everyone else in the house...including his pregnant mother.
Rock has always asked if he could come to work with me and we've always told him he could when he was older. Well, Wednesday the little guy reminded us that he is now four and therefore older. Plus he gave us his best puppy dog eyes...long story short he came to work with me on Wednesday.
The first thing he did was make sure the massage tables were functioning properly. He loves hearing his voice vibrate while he's on those things.
He made sure to wear his finest threads to impress the patients (and the ladies!).
After we saw a few patients together he started asking when our "business lunch" was going to happen. He demanded a business lunch at "the pizza place", aka Company Creek.
While we were waiting for our food Ruth called to tell us that a patient had shown up at the office. That forced us to grab our food and eat it in the break room. He didn't seem to mind.
"Mphs gopsh hthtms?"
"Mmm umph sthsl!"
After our business lunch he told me what he thought of his work that day:
I took him home at lunch and he quickly turned into his alter ego Rock Lightyear.
