Riley and Zeke

Riley and Zeke need a little shout-out too, so here goes.

Riley, who took his time about starting the "terrible twos," is now proving that the terrible threes can be that much worse. He runs faster. Saturday we were doing yardwork in the front, and noticed Sammy was gone. While I searched for him (found him inside), Riley sneaked off and hid behind Bruce's clothes in the closet. We searched for 5-10 minutes and were starting to enter panic mode when we found him. We weren't panicking enough to let him off without a scolding though. He also managed to turn the chapel lights off during Sacrament Meeting yesterday. Oh, and there was the incident in the bathroom Sunday evening. He took his time washing his hands before dinner. Later, during toothbrushing time, Bruce asked me how long the sink had been draining slowly. I've been a mom long enough that I immediately pulled out the drain stopper and found a large wad of Kleenex clogging up the pipes. Lest you worry for our sanity and Riley's life, Riley is a sweetheart most of the time and has one of those smiles that gets him out of trouble quickly. And he prayed last night that "no one will get killed or die, and no one will get hurt" while Tracen and Tyler visited today. Amazingly, no one did (well, not seriously).

Zeke is cute as a button, is learning to sit up (set a record of three minutes today before he toppled over in fright as Riley approached), and even wakes up cheerful after being ignored all night long (no more midnigt feedings, buster!). He started eating rice cereal last week and seems to like it okay. He turned up his nose at applesauce, probably because I buy the kind with no added sugar. That's what I get for swearing I would not allow my kids to be picky eaters--that is, I get three picky eaters.