The Boys, They Be Growing

Remember when the little Gyker was just this tiny little baby?  Yeah, me neither.  He's always been a little chunk.  But at least he's a cute little chunk.

Rock loves his brother, and even tries to help get him dressed in the morning.

Ryker might not appreciate the help now, but one day he'll be able to punch Rock right in the kisser.

Yup, right in the kisser.

Rock has been a little food grinder lately, which has made his little belly start to stick out a little.  It's adorable, but DeA is getting sick and tired of the fridge door being open all the time.

Our happy little chunk.

Rock was pretty good at hiding stuff when he was about two years-old, but Ryker has started this little game early.  It took him under 30 seconds to effectively hide the remote from DeA, which meant she had to watch a whole afternoon of Rachel Ray.

Rock and Ryker have been doing a good job of sharing their toys lately.  Well, sort of.

Last Saturday was a beautifully sunny, but bitterly windy, day.  So we took a drive around Lake Sammamish on up to Redmond, then across the 520 Bridge.  Notice how beautiful and sparkling the Olympic Mtns are in the distance.

Then we drove around downtown Seattle, past the Space Needle

And by whatever the duece this is.  

We also saw a filthy, inappropriate sculpture downtown.  DeA wanted me to post a picture of it, but I felt it was wrong to post such a horrible thing on a wonderful blog like this.  So, instead I present to you Rock singing "If You're Happy and You Know It"