Easter

Easter isn't until next weekend ( I know), but Conference is next weekend and this last weekend worked so much better to celebrate.

Ward Easter party. Jesse and neighbor Joel. I told Joel to smile and this is how he responded.

The ever present volleyball game.

Mom, it's not that cold. Look at Jared!

I've got you carrot!

Save me Sister Ross.

Mom! Jared's touching me!

This is Ryan's allergic reaction. Still don't know what caused it.

It never bothered him, just me.


Easter FHE activity

Huh? What is this, a new toy?

I will eat it.

Our cups of many colors. And crayons to try and make Ukrainian style Pysanky (haha the computer wants me to auto correct it to swanky, pleasantry, cranky or Polish)

No candles in Wymount... so we melt off the wax with our gas stove-top ;)

One of Jesse's eggs.

Well I decided to rinse this one and then all the dye came off.
Tomorrow I will post the pictures of some eggs that actually turned out well and perhaps we will let people vote on the best ones. But for now I must go because Ryan is pulling the stabilizer off from the underside of the couch and is trying to eat it.

A baby's life

I want this one, no this one, no this one

I try to get him to preform, but he refuses. Ryan really can ooch when he wants to.

Maybe this is where he gets it from...

Jesse plays with food...

Jesse made dinner while I was at a church meeting. This is Carrothenge. Notice the great pyramid of Carrot in the back.

Carrothenge and Mr. Potato (terra cotta) Warrior

Detail on Mr. Warrior. Perhaps Jesse should have been an artist not an engineer. All of this was made into stew and the torso of the brave warrior was the last thing left... over.

Sad spoon. This one is my doing. It came out of the bowl (the next day) like that ... all dried and stuck on. The mouth was scratched more deeply into it.

Where it all started
See Ben bought some cheese. It was 5 pounds. What can a boy in the dorms do with 5+ pounds of cheese? (he had more, too much meal plan money) That is how we inherited this 5 pound 14ish inch long hunk of cheese. In fact it was rather reminiscent of a certain baby I know. The deal was we needed to:

a) make something really tasty
or
b) carve something out of it

This is what Jesse chose (and then he went crazy and now he carves all sorts of food)

He didn't carve the whole block, because this is Utah and it was drying out too quickly. It still needed to be edible. Why waste cheese? What about all of the crumbs you may ask? Thrown into the bag with the shredded cheese. Some may have disappeared into our mouths

Seriously

"Draaaagon draagon I don't do dat tongue thang"
Any resemblance?

Playing with Food

Meal time gets more and more exciting every week...

Ryan will not eat mashed potatoes (How is it that he is my son?) Tray decorating is a much more suitable way to deal with them.

Uh huh that's what I thought. They did put some turkey in here.
Look at that focus. Maybe he will be an engineer or a scientist.

Avocado... he doesn't get these often because they are darn expensive.

Umm maybe I like these.

Well alright dad if you insist

I can do this, you don't need to feed me.

I see food in there. Come out!

I see you, but you can't see me.

I can feed myself! Get this thing off me!

Ryan's many hats and faces

Ryan turned 8 months on Friday. My how the time flies! Here are some of his recent discoveries and random things we have subjected him to.

Peruvian hat. Brought back from Peru (the country not the city) by grandma Coffman. He wears it when we go out on walks. Then old ladies walk up to him and tell Ryan how cute he his. One time while wearing this hat a few single girls who work for BYU's maintenance saw him and started hyperventilating and almost passed out due to Ryan's extreme cuteness. Jesse tells me I have helped make them baby hungry for life.

I caught Jesse the other day with his sock half off waving his foot around. He told me he was trying to figure out what was so fun about it. Ryan loves to remove and eat his socks. No idea why... Jesse didn't get the same thrill.

South American hats... maybe it's in Ryan's blood like grease and dough are. When I make bread Ryan tries his very best to get at it. Anyway, this is Jesse's Panama hat from Ecuador. That's where they are made. This hat resides on our fire alarm, but they were to be tested so Ryan got to wear it.

Western baby


The toy box. Ryan has discovered that his toys come from here. He will roll over to the box and pull himself up on the corner and attempt to pull it over. He has yet to succeed, but we will tip it over for him. Ryan will spend minutes in front of it pulling out the toys he doesn't want throwing them behind him until he finds whatever it is that he wants. For that matter Ryan rolls all over our living room trying to get what he wants. He did get a pretty good head bonk doing this. He tried to roll through the set of drawers next to his changing area. It left quite the red mark.

Most people are amazed that Ryan will "feed himself" (I have to put food on it and put it in his hand) Really though this was for my survival. It is the only way I get to get a bite in.

This baby loves water in the tub, cup, running faucet, rain, snow or however it will come to him. After eating he will start breathing excitedly and bouncing until you give him his cup of water.

I see the camera! You can't fool me mom.

See you all later!

Bouncing Baby Boy

I guess this is why they are called bouncing baby boys...

I'm laughing so it's a bit wiggly...

Ryan has started to ride like a big kid sitting up in the shopping cart. (not in the car seat) He will hold onto the front of the seat and bounce. It makes the cart roll. The ball is apparently where he practices.

Just another day...

Not that any day with Ryan is anything boring or ordinary...

Sharpening my teeth

I just need a little rest mom.

Babysitting friend Jared. Cheese!

What was that? The camera came out because Ryan would turn his head and laugh at Jared and then look away. I probably do that to Ryan.

Matchmaker matchmaker...

Can't get this thing off.

Ryan has learned a new skill, making bath time more adventurous.

Look at that splash.

Ahh haha ha

I'll get that camera! It's hard to tell but Ryan has pulled himself up on the edge of his tub and is standing on his own.

He can do the splits while staring at the camera. Tricky tricky...