The Life of Ike

 I am so worried that since Ike is the fourth child that I haven't taken as many pictures of him as the others.  I have been trying to do better at documenting his life. 
He has clearly used his legs to demonstrate exactly why the crib that we still use has been recalled. 

He LOVES hanging out in the Johnny Jump Up but he can only be in it when Rosy is engrossed in a TV show or else it becomes a terrifying and unsafe swing.  When he gets the chance he will happily coo to himself and bounce to his  heart's content.

 He has decided that he is totally down with solid foods, despite the fact that he still has no teeth.  He will gum his way through things you wouldn't  believe possible. 

 I splurged and got a new vacuum.  I thought he might be afraid of it but whenever I have it on he army crawls as fast as he can trying to keep up with it, just like a little puppy.  It  is kind of my favorite thing.

 He regularly does push ups with his dad and holds himself in downward facing dog.  He still hasn't figured out how to use his knees to crawl but he is ready to start his own Yoga studio.

 He plays outside with all his friends.

Best Picture Award

The rest of the day just goes to sucking on my cheeks and trying to bite my nose which is an activity that we both get a kick out of.

Have You Seen This Man?

Our next door neighbor caught a guy trying to steal their bike trailer at 3:30 AM.  After chasing the bad guy off he quickly drew a couple of sketches so that he could give a description to the police. 
The next day he was showing them to us.

I took a look and I thought well surely we can find this guy with the curly mustache and rosy cheeks.  Then Bill looked at his picture again and realized that his 6 year old daughter had added quite a few embellishments. 

I don't know if anyone else will  think it is funny but it gave me the heartiest laugh I have had in months.  I just keep imagining a hipster with an ironic mustache and gages in his ears wearing a Che Guevara beret and sneaking around Spencer View stealing things. 

Paparazzi

Dance Party

 Sometimes stars will try to change clothes to hide their identity.  Unfortunately Rosy gave herself away by refusing to move without wearing her puppy purse.  The purse was originally Daisy's but had been thrown aside after being slightly torn.  A fantastic visiting teacher fixed it up and it hasn't been put down since.  It is the first accessory put on in the morning and the last taken off  at night. 

 Clearly it is hard being so famous.

 There is a daily power struggle between  the starlet and her mom.  One of them wants to go out for a run and the other doesn't agree, no matter how cute her outfit is.  Sometimes the mom loses her mind and the dad has to step in.  This problem has mostly been solved by a daily Dum Dum  bribe.  

Bonus Story:  We were at the store and Rosy found a bag of Ring Pops.  She was convinced that she NEEDS them.  When I said no her response, "I CAN'T LIVE LIKE THIS!"
Surprisingly she  managed.

That story reminds me of another.  Rosy and Ike were in the jogging stroller and at the end of our run we stopped at Safeway to grab something.  She wanted to ride in one of those car carts  (which could be the best and worst invention ever depending on the mood of the children).  I obviously couldn't push a cart and a double jogger which was, in her mind, absolutely unacceptable.   The  meltdown had begun and I was all set  to be calm.  Then unexpectedly a man came up and handed her a dollar so that she could buy a treat.   He was trying to be nice and she did eventually calm  down  but it just seemed like a horrible lesson for a child who is already much to savvy for her own good.  The best way to help would have been if he had given me the dollar so that I could get a treat.  Incidentally Ike slept  through the whole thing.