Thanksgiving Weekend!!

Like a good brother Rock explained to Jensley all about Thanksgiving.  The Turkey Bowl, the food, the football and the family.  She seemed to be a fan.

 "You mean to tell me that there is football all weekend?  That sounds AWESOME!"

 Ryker barely remembers last Thanksgiving, so he soaked in Rock's tales. 

 When we loaded up for the Turkey Bowl Jensley was super excited.  FOOTBALL!!

 The game itself was pretty awesome.  The weather was great and the competition was pretty good.  Look at Nate's face, doesn't that just scream gametime?

 As the little cousins grow into the game they start to play a bigger role in the game plan.  They also know to stand next to the QB all the time and you will get the ball more often then not.

 Notice the similar form and awesome results.

 I couldn't find a QB with a wicked stache like Nick.

Rock and his cousins had a blast riding scooters and pooping on the stairs by the road. 

Saturday morning Santa flew in on Grandpa Dale's helicopter.  For some reason Ryker wasn't really cool with anything.  He was a giant, grumpy Ryker.

 Meanwhile, Rock was especially happy running around as Superman.  Some tourists were there for just a day at the park when they got to meet Superman and watch Santa in a helicopter...and then ride in the helicopter!

 Santa flew in right on time and with a smooth landing. 

 Rock got some quality face-time with the big guy and let him know all about his Christmas wishes.

 Ryker was still pretty grumpy and clearly not a fan of St. Nick. 

 Jens was pretty happy to nuzzle with Santa.  She didn't tell him what she wanted, but she thinks she got her point across.

 A firetruck showed up to take Santa downtown.  Rock got to take advantage of the delay and climbed aboard.

 Yeah, Ryker wanted nothing to do with Santa.

 We found some applesauce in Bubbles and Ryker suddenly was a different person.  Happy Ryker showed up and stuck around for a while.

 Going up in Whirly definitely helped his mood.  Superman's mood was pretty much the same all day.

 Rock wasn't happy when Grandpa had to lay down the lay on some items.  Apparently indoor water gun fights are discouraged at Papa Dale's establishment.

 After Santa we went to Blueberry Hills for a group breakfast.  Rock turned into the iPod app that repeats everything you say.  He got a kick out of it while Rissa got a little sick of a repeating Rocko.

 It was like he was on meth or something.  The kid was wired silly.

 And Rissa probably peed herself a little bit.  She didn't admit to it, but look at her face and tell me she isn't right now...

 Lil' Polar bear Jensley enjoyed everything during the day. 

 We went up to go shooting at Top Shelf and had a great view of the fresh snow.

 DeA came along to shoot some cans, but was disappointed that they weren't exploding targets.

 The girls love shooting whatever they can, exploding or not.

 We had good target spotters, but they would never share the binoculars.

 "Holy crap, Pa!  You are so close you are in my brain!"

 DeA wasn't going to shoot, but saw a rockchuck running around so she capped his furry tail (no, not real.  The rockchucks are sleeping).

 Rissa still makes the "pow pow" sound with her mouth.

 Whitni makes more of a "pachow" sound with her mouth.

 Rock bunkered down in the cab of the truck and yelled at himself.  He loves hearing himself with the earmuffs on his head.

 "HAPPY THANKSGIVING!  BEST HOLIDAY EVER!  Christmas?  What's that?"

Feeding the Animals

Jens already knows that she likes to eat.  She is still mostly on a dairy diet, but grunts and whines whenever she sees someone else eating in front of her.  Well, DeA tried to eat potatoes in front of Jens and she was not happy.

DeA finally caved in and started sharing her dinner.

Jens seemed pretty happy about her grubs.

She didn't leave DeA and her potatoes alone until she killed the whole bowl.

"Mmm...Potatoes..."

Meanwhile, Ryker has been rocking some unders over the weekend.  He did go pee in the office and in the bathtub, but he seems to be making progress.

Rock talked Mommy into giving him one of his Christmas presents a little early.  I might have to hide the presents from the kids and Mommy.

Oh, one of the downsides of Ryker in unders is that he keeps playing with them.

The boys have been excited about their aunts coming home for Thanksgiving.  They appreciate that they add more players to the Turkey Bowl.

Jens isn't sad in this pic, she just thought that Whit was bringing her more food.  She likes food.

And Now A Real Post

Yes, I know that the last post was a little weak.  I mean, how could anyone be happy with blurry phone pics?  Well, Rock wasn't happy about, I can tell you that.

 Rock took it upon himself to give us great pictures for the blog, so we happily obliged.

 "Fried pork, high caliber hand guns and home made pastries, you hear me?  USA!!  USA!!"

 "Don't tread on or my NY beating Seahawks!"

 "Hey, wanna go shoot rockchucks up at Top Shelf?  I know my Mtn. Dew and I do!"

  Oh, and somehow he thought a samurai sword and banker's vest would cap off his USA! apparel.   

 Even thought he is a full red blooded  gun shooting American doesn't mean that he doesn't have a tender side.  That's the side that offers to watch Jens while Mommy goes to powder her nose. 

 He can even control the PS3 while holding her.  A true renaissance man.

 "Yup, I'm a good big brother" 

 Jens seemed to give her gummy grin of approval...until I found her alone on the edge of the couch about two minutes later.

 I closed the office on Monday for Veteran's Day and enjoyed the morning with DeA and the kids.  DeA invited me to join her workout and the boys showed me how they participate with her. 

 She has been a freaking stud working out after Rock and I leave in the morning.  Rock is also a little stud muffin who pounded out the exercises.

 Ryker came in to help, but he doesn't quite have the technique down yet. 

 And now we ssstttrrrreeeettttccccchhhh.....

  Ryker finally decided to just watch the dancing people working out instead of putting in the effort to copy them.  Besides, chasing down Jens and giving her 'loves' is work enough.

Halloween and Wenatchee

All these pictures are hazy, that's because the camera on my phone is scratched to heck.  But you can still see some of what is going on.  Here is Jens and Huddy just soaking it all in.

Rock wanted to move into the Firehall and live with this talking remote controlled fire truck.

A fireman was sitting up on the real fire truck with a headset and microphone along with the remote control.  Rock monopolized the truck's time until we pulled him away kicking and screaming (literally).

Our second son, Mike Tyson, was a cowboy with a stuffed horse.  You can't see the horse, but you can see his Mike Tyson-ish mark.

Jensley loved being dressed up like an elephant.

Mama Rae and Papa Dale took Rock over to Seattle for the weekend.  That gave us time to shower Ryker with attention, which he seems to crave.  Who would have thought that the second child with a younger sister would feel attention starved?  We took him to Wok About Grill and let him have some fancy Ramen noodles.  He loved them and even used the chopsticks. 

He slept like a little champ with his baby zaguar.  He still carries that thing around with him everywhere, and with his bedhead in the morning it is adorable.