Monday, October 6, 2008

We just got back from a visit to the Tri-Cities. I am out of skim milk so I am drinking Ryanne's whole milk. It's...creamy. I can understand why Ry isn't in love with it either.My monkey jumps on the bed. That is one of her favorite books/songs right now. Sometimes, when she is supposed to be sleeping, I will hear her bed squeaking as she jumps and sings "No mo momo" which is Ryanne-speak for "No more monkeys jumping on the bed."


Sitting on the dog is not normally behavior which is allowed. That said, when I came out and saw this, it was funny enough to first snap a picture, then scold her.

Stopping to smell the roses.

Grandma bought Ryanne new hairclips. Ryanne insisted on wearing them all at the same time.
Possibly the only non-disgruntled Seahawks fan yesterday.



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