Fall Trips

 Hi All, 

We thought we'd update you on our past couple of weeks. Ryan, I will do the mouse you type.

 We went bowling with Grampy. 

The ball return could be a little faster.

 Trying to pick up the elusive 1-3-9 split

 Yeah!

 That's a strike, I don't even have to watch.

 Then it was off to the Museum of Science thanks to 

G. A. Susan.

 Where do we fit on this timeline Jack?

 The lunar module was a breeze to navigate.

 Next we went to Davis farm and the corn maze. Don't worry nobody needed to call 911

 We got a little tired but everyone returned safe.

 Nobody could touch me in checkers, my triple jumps were the secret.

 Problem with winning at checkers, nobody will play chess with me.

Carving pumpkins was next on the adventure list.

 Pretty scary,

Finally an update on Charlie, she appears to be doing well. Not as well as the fish though. The fish have warm pink water, poor Charlie looks lost in a snowstorm somewhere in Montana. I knew we should have kept her here.

 

Love Jack and Ryan.

Updated Tux Info and Halloween Pic

Sorry for the delay in the update, but the pics have just confirmed my prediction.

 Everybody looks so dressed up. Aunt Cassie, Uncle Pat, Mom, and even Dad. 

Come on Jack, plaid shirt, sneakers, and white socks, 

at least Dad got into the tux.

 Even Wilma looks good.

Here is our Halloween picture along with one of Esme and Diego. Or should I say Ninja and Tink.

Love Ryan

A Sleepover

 

 Hi All,

My family is going to a wedding, that I was not invited to. So I have been abandoned. 

Thank goodness, Grammie and Grandad volunteered to keep me over night. 

Jack is supposed to carry the ring down the aisle. From the last image I had before they left, all I can say is fat chance of that happening.

 Maybe he would do it if he could wear his fireman outfit, but no way is he going to wear the Tux. Just my opinion though.

 Anyway, Great Papa came by and read books with me, and he had remembered the time when my Dad was going to be a "ring bringer downer". 

That didn't go so well either. 

Grammie dug through her archives to find this evidence.

 At least they got my Dad in the tux. 

I think Great Papa said my Dad would go if he had McDonald's first. I guess that's where Jack and I get our deal making ideas from.

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So the rest of the day I just waited for my family to return to get me.

That looks like them. Nope 

I might as well give you an update on the 

"Hillbillies in Montana". 

Ashley and Tom are doing well, as far as I know.

They have been traveling all over the place, I hear. 

Hey, Aunt Ashley, don't look now, but is that Grandad in the rear view mirror stalking you and Tom?

 As far as the Hillbilly part, from these next two pictures, you can draw your own conclusions.

 When is hunting season on tofu? Spring or Fall I forget.

When the wedding pictures get back, I will let you know how far Jack made it.

See ya

Love Ryan

Good News Bad News

 

"Jack, you don't need all those commas." ....."When you type Ryan, you don't have to use any if you like. 

First we will start with the bad news. Aunt Ashley is moving to Montana with Tom.

 Grandad thinks they are going to turn into hillbillies, whatever a hillbilly means.

 Yup, plaid shirts and a log cabin. They do look like hillbillies!

 The good news is, we get to take care of her fish. 
We have always wanted to have a pet or two. So this will be our chance to prove to Mom and Dad we can handle the responsibility.

Sure enough, day one and we already ran out of fish food. You would think it would come in a bigger container. They may look like little fishes but they sure do eat a lot.

Thank goodness Grandad stopped by. He told us fish like worms, so we threw a couple in the tank but nothing happened. Then we remembered our fishing poles. That was the trick, just dangle a worm about half way down the fish bowl and bang they take it. This is going so well, maybe we can take care of Charlie too.

Rattlesnakes?  Maybe Charlie should be staying with us. 
Love Jack and Ryan

PS If anyone of you blog followers has any unbarbed hooks send them over.

My Rebuttal to Jack's Last Post

 I read Jack's last post, wondering why he would post such an important post without his little brother's input, about our new little sister. So I wondered if anyone would like my thoughts on the matter. Well here they are.

 Well, Jack and I knew before anybody else that we were going to have a sibling. So I did a lot of thinking while sitting on the beach. How will this effect me?

I even asked Uncle Pat about having my Mom and Aunt Cassie as sisters. Seeing how this is a family style blog, I will choose to leave Uncle Pat and my conversation private. Uncle Pat can be colorful at times.

 I decided to think about Jack and me. For the most part we love each other. I don't think for a moment that my coming into his life has disrupted a thing.

 As is evident in these photos

Sure, there are times that he gives me "wet willies", but that's all part of being a younger brother.

 After many hours walking on the beach soul searching.

 And eating ice cream.

 I have finally come to the conclusion that a little sister is going to be great.

 The beach is a great place to work out solutions.

I can't wait to give Wilma a "wet willie"

Love Ryan

The Summer Blog Post

 Sorry for the delay in blogging. My summer started right away at a swift pace. We went places that had no internet access, plus we were busy non stop. So I will try to recap our summer to get you all caught up on the latest.

 First, everything started out as it did last summer, Me and Ryan just goofing around.

 Me learning to ride my new bike.

 I even went to a tractor pull, don't ask what they did there, because even my Dad and Grandad didn't quite understand it.

 Ryan seemed to enjoy the quiet time at home, despite the "puss" he has on his face in this pic.

 Or even this one, he really is a funny little brother with a good sense of humor.

 You can tell here in his self portrait how funny he is.

 Then we loaded up the car and we were off. Three hours later we arrived at Storyland. We had a blast.

 We milked cows.

 Rode twisty turny water rides.

 Scary, dangerous roller coasters. 

Do I look afraid?

Then we headed for the Vermont/Canadian border.

 We fished and boated, don't tell Homeland Security, we twice went over the border line. By mistake of course.

 I tried to leave Ryan on the other side of the border, but Mom and Dad said no.

 Once he heard of my plan he stayed on shore just to be safe.

We went to see a waterfall.

 And rivers winding through the woods.

 This was our last breakfast in the north country. Don't we look happy? I hope that isn't Obama on the TV in the background or Grandad will go nuts.

 Next destination sunny Cape Cod. Nothing better to soothe the weary traveler, a little sunbathing.

 Or maybe a nap on the beach.

 On the way home we stopped to see Grandad, and he made Ryan and I cut the lawn before we could sit and say hi.

 Finally, time to relax and the summer is almost over. 

And then the bombshell dropped. 

Mom and Dad told Grammie and Grandad that they would be having another Grandchild. 

My mind, started to do the calculation as fast as I could.

Grandad has been helping me with math for the past year or so, and he tries to make it fun for me to learn about fractions, decimals, and other things. He loses me when he talks about Pi, Sine, Cosine and Tangents, but for the most part it's fun. So I know when I was the only child all Mom's and Dad's attention went to me. Ryan comes along and I am batting .500 now. 

So with a little sister coming it's all adding up to 1/3 the time I used to get. Maybe that's not so bad.

Everybody seemed happy at the news so I guess I am too.

Three hundred hitters make the hall of fame you know.

So let me be the first to introduce you to my new little sister, Wilma.

Love Jack

PS  Hopefully the next post will be soon, but who knows. By the way, Wilma was Grandad's idea, he said with a name like Wilma nobody will pay attention to her.