Life with the Boys

So, this is happening most of the time. Almost all the time for number one, while number two still finds its way into his pants, especially when we are loading up the car for church. DeA bribed him with a donut for every time he pooped in the toilet, and I think he popped a blood vessel grunting and pushing on the pot the rest of the day.
The other day Ryker was minding his own business on the floor when Rock gave him a new hat.
Ryker humored him for a little bit, and even pretended that he didn't know that the hat was there.
Finally, Ryker pretended to be shocked and appalled at his hat. He put on his best "what the deuce?" face.
Papa Dale and Mama Rae came over to visit on Friday. I had to work the booth at the Puyallup (pew-al-up) Fair all Saturday afternoon, and so Mama Rae couldn't pass up a chance to eat some fair corn on the cob. They watched the natives Friday night while DeA and I went on our date. The little guy loves it when they babysit, because he gets all sorts of chocolate and sugar treats that we keep from him.

"Mmm...forbidden donut..."

While doing the laundry the other day DeA asked Rock to help put some shirts away. He seems to think that meant to wear them, so he did. He's very obedient like that, but was also very warm wearing six t-shirts, three pairs of underwear and two shorts.
So, we've already talked about Ryker's hat, but we haven't really gone into detail on Rock's 'loves' that he gives Ryker. Well, Ryker has decided that he's not going to take this laying down, so he finally armed himself.
When Mom and Pop England went on their cruise to Alaska (oh, you didn't know that they went on a cruise? Click here for some details) they bought Rock some Moose slippers. He never really knew what to do with them, until recently. Now he loves to wear them to bed, but it makes it hard to lock him in his cold, dark room at night when he's flopping around in those cuties.
EVERYBODY HAPPY!! It's nice to see a picture where at least one person isn't crying.
Finally the time arrived to head off to the fair. Rock and Ryker were locked and loaded in their stroller, and looking forward to the animals and the fried butter battered with Twinky crumbs.
Mama Rae got her corn and Rock got his chicken kabob. Mmm...forbidden kabob.
Ryker tried to get some kabob, but his mommy said no, so he checked out for a little bit.
After loading back into the stroller, Rock somehow managed to steal Papa Dale's hat. Apparently Rock's a huge supporter of Cliff Courtney.
DeA had to go to church early today for a meeting, and so Rock and I were left to ourselves. I grabbed a pair of pants out of the dryer for Rock and let him put them on himself. I then went off to put together his snack and to get my clothes on. As we were walking out the door I realized that the pants I grabbed him weren't necessarily the ones I wanted. Can you tell why?
Yup, Ryker's pants fit Rock around the waist, but are just a little bit short. DeA thought it was the second funniest thing of the day, right behind my singing of the hymns.