The Cutting of Hairs and Painting of the Office

Ryker's mop is starting to reach hippie stage, but even with my stellar record of giving Rock haircuts I am forbidden to touch Ryker's golden locks.

 I wanted to take a new picture of Rock's current shag, but he's not very social in the morning.

 He finally got distracted by Bugs Bunny enough to let me show his bed head.

 Grandpa finally got Rock to agree to a "I cut your hair and you cut mine" type of deal.  Except that Grandpa was gone when it was time to sheer the boy, so I ended up letting Rock cut my hair.

 Look who looks so grown up.  Lil' baby Rock is long gone and little boy Rock is here.

Ryker and his bushy hair took us to an Apple Sox game (no fooling they are called the Apple Sox.  Not Apple Packers, Applemen or something somewhat normal.) and ran all over the place.

 DeA says she doesn't know a lot about baseball, but she knows a tight end when she sees one...wait, what?

 "And then I told the players to get some runs, but I think Rock misunderstood me."

 The office is coming along wonderfully, we even started painting today.  This is the front reception room into the hallway.

 This is from the corner you were just looking into back towards the front door.

 Another view down the hallway.

 This is the first coat on the relaxation room.  Soothing.

This is DeA's massage room that she textured and painted almost all by herself, with Brian's help.

 Dad went to Costco  and picked up the new office fridge.  He also picked up a few business essentials.  That's right, those throwback Dews and Pepsis are al business.

Tomorrow is a very big, important day. Here is a video to help you all celebrate today the specialness of tomorrow.

Winning: I Did It

The picture proves it

It's awesome.

Hide Your Nakedness!!

Ryker is going through a phase of being a nakedphile.  Every time he gets out of the tub or we try to change his diaper he tries to stay free.  

 He's slimmed down quite a bit from when he was younger, it's probably all the running away from Rock that's burned it off.

 Boy, that board in the chair couldn't be at a better spot.

 "I'M NAKED AND LOVING IT!!"

 DeA did her hair in a pretty new way the other day and I tried to take pictures.  She deleted those pictures even though she was told that I would post a picture of her sleeping...so here it is.  So pretty.

 After the run yesterday we took the boys down to 'their' lake.  Even though Ryker has slimmed down he is still self-conscious of taking his shirt off.  So, he'll run around buck nekked but swims with his shirt on.  He's an enigma wrapped in a riddle dipped in a conundrum and deep fried in a Gordian knot.  Also, I don't remember if we even tried to take it off.

 Rock isn't as ashamed, unless he chooses to be.  Today he chose to be happy with it off.

 Ryker brought down his trusty lawn mower just in case some grass needed mowed.

 The water was pretty cold, but Rock tried to get all the way wet.  He kept walking in to the point that his shorts would get wet and then run back to shore.

 "Hi Mom!"

 "Stupid mower, you stink at mowing the beach!"

 "Oh my, the scenery here is spectacular!"

 "Look Ma!  Just for you!"

 "Mommy, come in!  The water is great.  Trust me!"

 Ryker loves to throw rocks into the water, but people are constantly telling him not to since the kitchen sink doesn't do well with rocks.  But down at the lake it was open throwing season.

 "Oh yeah, I saw you taking a peak.  Soak it in, soak it all in."

 We asked Rock as we were getting done if he liked the lake, and he just gave us this smile.  That either means he likes it or he's really, really cold.

Saul Run

Today was the annual Saul Gallegos Memorial Run.  Rock trained hard all year to dominate his division.  He started out a little distracted, but strong overall.

 He ran up ahead of us, then waited until we caught up.  He'd chug some delicious apple juice and then keep going.

 CHUG!  CHUG! CHUG!

 His little cousin Jacob was a worthy foe.  They were neck and neck for at least ten feet.

 Rock kept the boosters going strong.

 About halfway through he had to take a pit stop with Mommy's help.

 He watered down that ant hill pretty good.

 Then he turned the jets back on for the home stretch.  He finished strong and basically ran the whole 3km route.

 Ryker saved his energy for the lunch by riding in the stroller the whole way.  That way he was able to play hard.

 "Look, Rocks!" 

 "Mmm...watermelon..."

 Like two heavyweight fighters, Rock and Jacob hugged and made good after their battle.  Meanwhile, Ryker enjoyed himself some more watermelon.

 Really, he had like six slices of watermelon.

 He would go up to his great-great-aunt Alice and say "mah memo" and point at the watermelon. 

 His diapers are going to pay the price for all these watermelons.

 Rock found some other friends.  I don't know who they are (well, that's Jamison to his right) but they were all cool with him sitting in their circle.

 After eating a ton of melon he filled in the cracks with some gogurts.  Spoiler alert:  Gogurts are just yogurts in tubes.  Sorry to ruin that for you.

 Dad said some things about Saul and why we do this run each year.

 Ryker took care of some housecleaning once he got in the car.  Some deep, deep housecleaning.