Busyness

We've been so busy lately that Rock is one tuckered-out little boy.  Look at him, all out of tucker.

DeA's cousin Heather sent us a bunch of girl's clothes for Pebbles.  Ryker helped her go through all the stuff and found some cool tights that doubled as gloves.

He used those gloves to tickle Rock, who happened to be puking his guts out.  He wasn't really in the mood for tickles.

DeA claimed that she didn't have enough hands to carry Rock's Woody hat, but the truth is she really likes wearing it.  

Since little Rock was sick we let him have a picnic before bed.  He tried to look excited, but you can tell by looking at his eyes that he wasn't feeling well. 

Saturday night he was still puking at fell asleep like this on our bed:

Then this is how he slept most of Saturday night.  He made me lay next to him for about three hours, so both of us were tired Sunday morning.

Ryker really liked having a sick and lethargic Rock on Sunday, because it allowed him more time alone with the toys.  He likes having competition-free time with his toys.

"Yah!  Toys!"

He also used his lethargic Rock-time to invent a new way to get dressed!

Luckily Rock's illness didn't last very long (unfortunately because he passed it on to Ryker, then Mommy then Daddy...).  By Tuesday morning he was up early and doing his P90X workout.  Checkout how *NSync he was with the video.