Bump Bump

I'm working towards getting back to work. Which means working harder to get back into shape.
This used to be easier.
Not that it was ever easy (I was never one to drop 5 lbs by walking around the block), but now it's really hard. Harder, anyway.
My efforts this week will include discovering an accurate resting heart rate.
So first thing this morning, I woke up and started counting. 59. Alright.
Then, just because, I reached over and found Mike's bump bump and counted. 60 seconds? 46 beats.
46!
And he thinks he's out of shape.
Grrr.

Pumpkin's

1st

Halloween

I love Halloween. I usually plan for weeks and weeks and get all excited to dress up. But this year, I was so pumped about putting Ryder in a costume I forgot about me and Mike. So we went as parents, which I think is totally valid because I still don't always believe that I'm a Mom now or that I should be trusted with a real live person.

There were a few costumes in the running ...

But the monkey beat them out.

The little monkey loves bananas.

Fall

BYU Rugby is serious stuff

Game Time

On Sept 26th we took Ryder to his very first MLB game. The Nats hosted the Braves, who crushed them in 9 quick innings. But on the plus side, the defeat was so quick that we got to see the whole game. And it was still lots of fun since we were under no illusions that the Nats might actually pull off a win. I think Ryder had a good time, too. He usually likes any place where there are people to stare at.

Mike took Ryder down for a closer look. He was really excited about the cup holders.

Chompers

Ryder finally cut his first tooth! If you look close, you can see a little white gem poking through. He kept us up two nights straight, but besides that, he's been his usual sweet self. He even let me take this picture of that uncomfortable looking pose.

Little Angel

Watch over a little child tonight,
Blest Savior from above,
And keep me till the morning light
Within Thine arms of love.

It's still sometimes scary to leave Ryder sleeping on his own all night long, so I imagine angels watching over him and it makes me feel better.

The Undressing Begins

I guess Ryder was surprised, too, that he was able to get that pesky shirt at least halfway off. According to Kerry, Mike used to remove his diapers and throw them across the room. I'm hoping Ryder's undressing stops at the clothing.

Bathtime shenanigans