We had fabulous weather for the weekend. We spent Saturday at the BEHS baseball games. Ryker had a great time running around. We had lunch with friends, then headed home to mow the lawn and play in the dirt pile. Ryker is going to be very disappointed when all that fill dirt is finally leveled.
Sunday, we had breakfast with Ryker's Grandpa Geoff and Mary. While we waited for them, we checked out the parking lot and he tried poking me with a stick. He kept saying "tickle", but he was really just jabbing me with it so I started dodging it and then it became a whole other game.
Next we rolled out to Anacortes for the Waterfront Festival where we met up with lots of friends. Ryker loaded his wagon with lots of loot. Here he is launching the boat he made into the pool.
Checking out the other boats.
Ryker and Abby
Ryker, Abby, and Dan. Notice how the wood pegs on Ryker's boat keep changing position? He glued them on the bow, but kept completely submerging his boat in the water and the glue wasn't dry so they would come off. He would gather them all up out of the water and stick them back on somewhere else.
Looks like it passed it's sea trial. We had to have one more go around in the bathtub once we got home. He added some bling to the deck with his crayons, then launched it into the tub. After about 20 minutes, he took it out and drug it around the house.
Favorite Activity of the day #2: Playing in the water fountain. Ryker would not leave this thing alone. Aidan tried to help me get him away, but it was no use. He'd run right back over every time.
Watching the remote control boats in action. There was a seiner and a skiff that can actually set a net, but it didn't hit the water while we were there.
I finally had to put him back in the wagon, because he wouldn't stay out of the fountain. He soon found a way to entertain himself.
What a ham.
Showing off for the ladies.
After two long days of playing in the sun, this kid was out within 3 minutes of hitting his carseat. He fell asleep with an applesauce crusher hanging out of his mouth.
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