Picnics!!

Rock loves to eat in the living room, but he knows that he isn't allowed to unless there is a blanket on the floor...so after we give him his food he starts for the living room and says "danket" and waits for us to lay one down. Usually we don't let him have living room picnics, but the other night was quesadilla night, and so it just seemed right, you know, that kind of night, what? You want to fight? I think I might. Go check your sight...okay, I'm done now.

Ryker is so used to eating under a blanket that he isn't sure how this is going to work.
"Mommy, isn't a quesadilla just a Mexican grilled cheese sandwich? Why don't they call it a Mexi grill or something?"
"I don't know Rock, but who do you think would win in a fight between a grilled cheese and a taco?"
Over the weekend we went and had a more legit picnic experience at Tukwilla's Movie in the Park. We drove all the way to Tukwilla because it was playing Cloudy with a Chance of Meatballs while the one closer to our house was playing something less appropriate. Rock found out that he loves Teddy Grahams. Loves them.
Loves them. Loves them.
Well, on our way home from the park we could see the close park from the free-way. Guess what movie they ended up playing--- Cloudy with a Chance of Meatballs. We had fun in Tukwilla looking for a reputable grocery store without a Guido guarding the door. Well, the next morning Rock woke up and discovered that the 'danket' was still on the floor, so he had a breakfast picnic. He also grabbed my phone and started changing the ringtones to Handy Manny sounds.
He even tried to feed the picture of himself and Ryker a bite of Cheerios. My phone wasn't thrilled.
This technically wasn't a picnic, but it was on a blanket and so it counts. In the attempt to liberate DeA from the constant nursing that Ryker wants, we introduced him to a bottle. He was a fan.
Rock was jealous that he didn't get the bottle, but the idea of shoving something in Ryker's mouth and not getting in trouble intrigued him.
Ryker was hesitant, not wanting to set a precedent that could open the door to some bad things...
Well, things seemed to work and nobody cried.
Rock was good and didn't shove the nipple too deep into Ryker's mouth.
To reward himself for being a good brother he hunted down a treat of his own.
Well, we think everything was fine, but the boys aren't so sure.