Here is the catfish farm that Ryan and Bill will get to fish at. It is about a half mile up the road.
Here is me on my LAND! I am so excited. We will put the house to the left of me. Of course, that will be some time away. First we have to afford a well, septic tank, and electricity before we can do anything else.
(In this picture, he got caught in toy net and was trying to figure out how to get out again.)
Ryan truly enjoys his 'tummy time' now. He has his pile of Christmas toys and goes from one to the other, and when he is done with that, he is on to the entertainment center and the couch and whatever he can find on the floor that we have mistakenly overlooked. I am VERY glad Christmas is over since we have accidentally lost a few ornament hooks which he found straight away. He got a few scratches, but thank goodness nothing serious. 
As you can see, he also tremendously enjoys his nudity. Getting a diaper and clothes on him has become quite a struggle. The stern voice doesn't affect him. The allure of mobility and his 'freeness' is too strong. So we allow it for a few minutes. He just has the cutest butt!
Ryan has discovered this mobility thing. He is not officially crawling, but between his rolling and scooting, he can get anywhere he wants to go. I am not ready! Our house is far from ready for this new venture. We can't baby gate him in. The only thing we can do is put him in the play pen, but that is still at our babysitter's house. I thought we would have more time, but I guess not.
This is what is left of the trailer right next to us. It has never been much to look at, and for those of you that have seen it, you can attest to that. But now it truly is an eye sore. I think they are in the process of tearing it down and removing it completely, but I didn't think it would take 2 weeks just to get to this point. I can't wait to be able to move to MY land.
Well, Ryan is beginning to enjoy food, but he doesn't like zuccinni at all! It is much like his father when it came to peas. He'll take about 5 bites (if that) and then proceed to scream and spit out the vile food. We have had success with oatmeal and sweet potatoes, but I am not sure if he is allergic to sweet potatoes as he broke out on his torso after he ate them. But he was also sick, and scooting all over the carpet with a little shirt that offered minimal protection. We will attempt them again later, but I believe I need to get some benadryl first, just in case.
Tomorrow he has his 6 month check up and consequent shots. I hate this time. I wish just once Bill would have to go and suffer through the torture of them sticking our boy.
I am ready for Christmas to be over. I enjoy all the decorations and all, but our Christmas tree is taking the place where Ryan's toys normally go. Therefore, our living room is a maze of toys. I am very ready for our house to go back to our semblence of normal. He hasn't really bothered the tree this year, mainly because he isn't quite coordinated enough yet to purposely go there. I have caught him once under the tree, but it was a chance rolling. Not too much longer, and we really will have to watch him a bit better.
Any way, here are pictures of us at my 'family's' Christmas party, and then Ryan opening gifts at Uncle Gary's.
