Ever have a word of the day? Ricky frequently chooses a word and just says it over and over and over. Yesterday the word was “underwear!” Not exactly my favorite choice. He was eating lasagna with his 6 year old cousin, Grant, and they were talking about what the lasagna tasted like: pie, carrots, tomatoes, paper, underwear . . . Grandpa Brent then asked Ricky if he’d ever tasted his underwear to know what it tasted like. Ricky just laughed and declared, “UNDERWEAR!”
Rusty took a bath with his big brothers last week. We pulled out this hammock seat and plunked them all in the big tub. The big boys loved having Rusty in there with them and Rusty liked the attention. He didn’t even seem to mind Kevin dumping a bucketful of water on his head!
Cousin Andrew graduated from high school and seminary last week. Rusty and I attended his Seminary graduation with Grandmama. He slept right through it, but he was proud of his cousin, I’m sure.
Rusty is enjoying the Bumbo and being able to look around. I love his monkey face.
Ricky and Billy are working on their audition fight for the WWE. It usually entails a few half nelsons, an anaconda vice, maybe a figure four leglock, but the favorite move is to simply sit on your brother and not let him up until Momma yells from the other room, “Get off your brother!” They pulled Cousin Danny into the ring last Sunday.
Cute kids! And I love my pink piggies in the corner of that picture.