Catching Up on Stuff.

Pics of Rock watering our front bushes always make me laugh.  I've noticed lately that DeA seems to think that I'm to blame for them.

I don't know why she'd think that.

A few FHE's ago Rock said that for the activity he wanted to tell Moroni good night.  When we lived in Oregon we could see the temple from his room, and so every night he would blow Moroni kisses and say good night.  When we got to Bellevue he wants to snap some pictures of us first.

Then he wanted a picture of him and Moroni himself.  He's rocking the rain boots, Cars pjs and a Mariners helmet, the perfect temple outfit.

On the way home he called Mama Zista and Papa Dave to tell them about his time at the temple.

The boys are still loving their Christmas presents.  Rock has been cruising the ave and picking up chicks on Ryker's pushing toy.  

Ryker is more able to roam around unbothered now that Rock has new toys to keep him busy.

Since the boys are playing hard, they are also crashing hard.

Rock is pretty proud of himself lately.  Want to know what he did?  I'll let him tell you:

It ended up looking something like this:

Yeah, he was pretty proud of himself.

Also, he likes his twisty straw to drink the milk.

I'm amazed at how cute our little Wyker is becoming.  He's showing off his little smile more and more.

He's also showing off his one single, solitary, lonely tooth.  It's about freaking time he popped out a tooth.

Oh, and we've finally gotten this on tape: