Bear

Ryker is now a Terrible Two, I wish that was an understatement. He has mastered the fine art of throwing a fit. He can be so dang cute one minute and the very next one he is screaming and kicking about who knows what. By the end of the day I don't know whether to scream or cry. He is learning to talk a lot better now and it is so fun. He loves his Aunt Jill-Bean so much I think it is crushing Grandma a little. We are trying to enjoy every moment of him knowing that he is our last little baby, at the same time are anxious for our next sage in life where there are no more diapers or sippy's or big car seats.