The Arizona Wicks with the Oregon Greshams.
"I love my Nana's cooking!"
"Oh yeah. I can do alot of damage on this thing."
Kyle on the wave attack.
Mom: "1... 2... 3... Go."
Kyle going under water.
"Wow, that was fun."
"Umm, I got water up my nose. Not fun."
"YAAYYY! Take THAT, turtle."
"I'm about to do something naughty."
Kyle loved playing with Nana's "gah-gah"'s
" I love being in the driver's seat."
"I'm signing to Papa that I'm playing on a giant tractor."
"Hey. How come I'm not sliding?"
"Mah-choo, I think you look like you should ride the short bus to school."
"Giddy up, trusty pig steed."
"Look, Nana, no hands."
"Swinging in Arizona kind of feels like being blasted with a hair dryer."
"Whew hew hew, Nana. Keep pushing me higher."
"Here, Nana. Take my hand - I don't want you getting lost."
"Yeah? So? I'm sitting in this toy box. You gotta problem with that?"
This swimsuit, with inflatable panels, was a total failure at this stage, except that Kyle looked so cute.
"I'm wearing cowboy boots from Walmart and I'm playing with a teddy bear in a leotard. That's how I roll."
Here is Kyle playing with his friend, Brylie. She is 6 months old.
"What's that you say, Mom? This isn't a pillow?"
If I were Brylie, I'd be concerned about Kyle "helping" to dress me in anything.
"Ha Ha. Brylie loves chewing on these things as much as I do."
"Mmm. These are delicious balls."
Kyle was very curious about his Dad's gloves and helmet, wearing them around for about 20 minutes.
Could Kyle's Dad be any prouder?
The Arizona Wicks with the Oregon Greshams.
"I love my Nana's cooking!"
"Oh yeah. I can do alot of damage on this thing."
Kyle on the wave attack.
Mom: "1... 2... 3... Go."
Kyle going under water.
"Wow, that was fun."
"Umm, I got water up my nose. Not fun."
"YAAYYY! Take THAT, turtle."
"I'm about to do something naughty."
Kyle loved playing with Nana's "gah-gah"'s
" I love being in the driver's seat."
"I'm signing to Papa that I'm playing on a giant tractor."
"Hey. How come I'm not sliding?"
"Mah-choo, I think you look like you should ride the short bus to school."
"Giddy up, trusty pig steed."
"Look, Nana, no hands."
"Swinging in Arizona kind of feels like being blasted with a hair dryer."
"Whew hew hew, Nana. Keep pushing me higher."
"Here, Nana. Take my hand - I don't want you getting lost."
"Yeah? So? I'm sitting in this toy box. You gotta problem with that?"
This swimsuit, with inflatable panels, was a total failure at this stage, except that Kyle looked so cute.
"I'm wearing cowboy boots from Walmart and I'm playing with a teddy bear in a leotard. That's how I roll."
Here is Kyle playing with his friend, Brylie. She is 6 months old.
"What's that you say, Mom? This isn't a pillow?"
If I were Brylie, I'd be concerned about Kyle "helping" to dress me in anything.
"Ha Ha. Brylie loves chewing on these things as much as I do."
"Mmm. These are delicious balls."
Kyle was very curious about his Dad's gloves and helmet, wearing them around for about 20 minutes.
Could Kyle's Dad be any prouder? 
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