What's up, Ryder?

Rockin' the sand goatee.

Little Ryder is no longer so little. He's only 3 pounds lighter than his big sister and he's now tall enough to reach light switches. He can count up to 9, sing songs, and parrots whatever you say ("Fuck sakes!", "Awww crap!", "Who cares 'bout dat?", yikes!!!).

He loves Mickey Mouse, Bugs Bunny, Doodle Bops, Four Square, In The Night Garden, and Yo Gabba Gabba. (If you don't have a toddler in the house, most of that is gibberish to you, haha.)

He's recently developed a love for dinosaurs, "choo-choos", and robots. He wants to be a pirate when he grows up, "Arrrrrr!!". He can sit and make structures with MegaBlocks, really cool ones too.

He invented his own Knock, Knock joke. He doesn't allow anyone to do the joke with him, like ask Who's there, no he has to do it all himself. So here goes: "Knock, knock. Who's there? Buggy. Buggy who? WHO CARES??". (That's his newest saying, Who cares!?, he got that from Lena). Then he laughs hysterically at himself and repeats it again (including the slightly-scary laugh), until someone makes him stop.

And today, I found out he has a love for this song, Fireflies by Owl City. We were driving home from Red Deer and it was so silent in the back that I assumed both kids were sleeping. The song came on and all of a sudden Ryder yells, "Oh, oh! Uh, yeah! OH! Turn up! UP!!!". I looked at him in the rear view mirror and he was waving his hand around frantically. So I turned it up and he just sat back and nodded his head to the beat, so happy.

Love it.