I can't believe that we are creeping up on a year and a half. Ryan is speaking his own language these days. Lisa and I can make out "truck" and "ball". And there is another word that can mean "kitty", "teeth", "Iggy" or "feet" depending on the context. Other than that, we think it is some odd blend of German and French.
Here he's waiting for someone to roll the monster truck back to him - a game that can go back and forth forever...
Another break from the trucks - this time to dance and sing with Ming Ming...for those of you not familiar, Ming Ming is that little duckling wearing the pilot's hat and a cape. She's a Wonder Pet...
After dinner, Ryan decided that it's about time he join us at the big table...a booster seat may be on the horizon...Please pay no mind to the dog food on the floor in that background. In Ryan opinion, the dog would rather eat off the floor than from a bowl - he actually makes that decision multiple times a day :)
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