Here is our little Ryger. He spends his time plotting maulings and cuddlings. Sometimes plotting looks like sleeping, but he's not...he's always got something going.
He's not always a Ryger, sometimes he's just our little Ryker.
His mommy has started the process of weaning little Ryker, so he's started to look for substitutes.
He likes getting his picture taken, and he knows how to look adorable.
He gets that adorableness from his mommy and Rock.
This was right before rock rode the bicycle all around the store and didn't anything. Well, I guess you can say he didn't hit anything if you don't count old ladies or babies.
Meanwhile, someone's still looking adorable over here.
Between the eating and weaning and adorableness, little Ryker is just waiting for a chance to be Ryger. That's when he can look off in the distance and decided how he can maul a grizzly bear without getting his Ryger suit bloody.
It's nice when Rock's asleep, because then the Ryger doesn't have to worry about interruptions or form tackles.
"...and then I'd reach under and grab the bear's tail and pull it out through his neck..."
"oh, but that might get bloody, too..."
"Uh oh, Mommy's coming! Time to look adorable, because that yam wasn't very yummy."
I miss those boys! I cannot wait to see them again!
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