Showing posts with label Ryne. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Ryne. Show all posts

Tuesday, December 18, 2007

Who Ate The....

Wrapping Paper?

That's right. I got my container of wrapping paper out from the closet. It's one of those containers that stands upright and holds the rolls. I placed it in my bedroom, apparently a little too close to the pack n play where Ryne takes his naps. When I went to lay him down for his nap today, I noticed all of these little shreds of paper on the pack n play mat. Sure enough it was wrapping paper...and from looking at the edge of the roll he singled out and the amount of paper in his bed...he consumed a good couple of bites. Nobody can claim he's a picky eater - dog food and wrapping paper. Maybe I should have him tested for pica.

Oh, and Jackson has enjoyed the raspberry preserves out of the center of the cookies I made. Good thing he raided the stash AFTER I took the amount out I needed for the cookie exchange. Poor Darin is left with the outsides of the cookies and the wet remnants from the double triple many times dipped centers.

Monday, December 17, 2007

Ryne's First Hair Cut

Darin gave Ryne his first hair cut about a week and a half ago. His 'party in the back, business in the front' mullet had to go. Ryne sat still and barely made a peep, even when daddy used the vacuum cleaner to clean-up the loose hair from his shoulders.

Ryne has also started taking a few steps on his own. I haven't been able to capture his steps just yet...but I'll keep trying.





Wednesday, November 21, 2007

Food Coma


I posted yesterday while the kids ate lunch. It really didn't take me all that long -honest! This is how I found Ryne. I wonder what will happen when he eats Turkey tomorrow. The tryptophan may prove to be too much. Perhaps he'll fall asleep mid-bite.

Monday, November 19, 2007

Halloween Pics

Our version of Venom (the black spiderman), Batgirl, Roo, Piglet & Eeyore.





All the excitement got to the twins =0)
Thank goodness for the wagon.




Eeyore's hitchin' a ride with Daddy.

Saturday, November 17, 2007

“Do as I say, not as I do” from a 19-month-old


The other day, Ryne got a hold of the Desitin that we so lovingly refer to as “Butt Cream”. Payton went up to him and said “NO”, took it away from him, and handed me the tube of cream. What a helper! She's already acting as another set of eyes for me. Oh, but 10 minutes later, this is what I find:




Payton, holding the tube, with butt cream all over her face and Ryne next to her. Ryne had a couple finger swoops of cream on his face, too. At least she shared!



Where was Jack when all of this was going on? On the dining room table of course!




Later that day, Mikayla lovingly buckled Jackson in the child rockers we have. She then proceeded to buckle herself in the one next to him. Why am I writing about this? Because she couldn’t unbuckle herself. Oh the temptation to not leave her in there for a long long while…but then, what kind of mother would I be?