Phases

Little Rock is going through a couple of cute phases right now. The first one is that we cannot call him by any nicknames or he corrects us. That means no Rocko, no Rock Lobster, Rock-a-potumus or Rockster. When someone forgets and doesn't call him Rock he yells "NO!! I ROCK!!" except that he can't say the R sound, so it sounds like "I HOCK!" The other phase is that he loves to look adorable in his pajamas.

Oh, he knows how to pose and show off the merchandise.
Lil' Ryker is going through some phases of his own. The biggest is that he likes to crawl to wherever DeA is and start asking for attention.
He also is starting to learn how to smile and pose for the camera, which he is quickly learning from his mommy and big brother.
One phase that Rock is in and out of is loving Ryker. In a thirty second time frame he will hug him, kiss him, push him to the ground and then try and put him in the Goodwill box to be taken away.
Luckily these pictures were taken while he loved him.
Another of Rock's current phases is 'fixing' things. He thinks he can hit anything with his Handy Manny hammer, Pat, or throw his tools at anything and fix it. Here he fixed the washing machine, and now it works like a charm...just like it did before he fixed it.
We are trying to start a phase of our own of enjoying the rare sunshine that we get. Yesterday we went on a little hike on a local trail. Ryker was all about pretending to be baby Roo.

He likes this new phase.

The other morning I got early to help Rock find his way back to bed. When I came back I found that my territory was getting poached!

Since one of Rock's new things is to occasionally push Ryker to the ground, Ryker has started carrying some protection. He swings hit cudgel with enough force to keep Rock from bothering him.

Yes, I used the word cudgel, and I know what it means. So does Ryker.