Monday, January 26, 2009

Up Down

Ryan did this for about a 40 minutes waiting for Dad to come home.

Sorry so dark. I'm trying to get used to a new camera.

COOKIES YUM YUM YUM

We wanted something sweet to eat. We made some sugar cookies with frosting. This was all in one day even thou Ryan has two different outfits on. While the cookies were baking, we got as Ryan would say "dirty" so we had to change. Ryan helped out a lot.
Ryan says "stir, stir, stir"
"hey this is easy"

"Mama, I'll let you help me"
Frosting the cookies
Ryan says "dip dip" into the frosting

Testing it out the cookie to make sure it has enough frosting


"No, needs some on the back"

Tuesday, January 20, 2009

Clay Day

On a day where we didn't want to go outside to play because of too much snow. We decided to have fun with some home made clay. At first, Ryan didn't want to have anything to do it. Then we made balls of clay and he liked it. We were throwing balls of clay on the table."squish"
" I don't like smiley face clay."

"This is more like it. Clay Balls."
"How far can I throw this?"
"All done clay"

Monday, January 19, 2009

HAPPY NEW YEAR!

Ryan wearing some new clothes he got for Christmas.Elmo outfit. He doesn't want to wear the hood. "Why am I wearing this hood inside?"

New hat, so he can go hunting with Dad. "We are not outside YET why am I wearing this hat?"
New sweater. And hugs for rubber ducky.


Of course, I take pictures of him in these outfits because they don't stay that way for long.




Tuesday, January 13, 2009

Christmas All Over Again

Christmas all over again.
We couldn't make it to PA for Christmas because of the snow.
So, Santa Grams mailed all of Ryan's presents." Which one do I open first"
Ryan was saying "HELP, OPEN"
Books


CD player
And to help Dad a lawn mower

Ryan really enjoyed having another Christmas!

There were clothes too and he liked them as well. But when he saw the toys and the books, the clothes got thrown aside. Acting like a true kid already.

Friday, January 9, 2009

Dad's Shoes

Ryan trying on Dad's shoesThey don't quite fit