The wet suit boy.
Mama and Ryan at Newport, listening to the sea lions.
At the Tillamook Cheese Factory with 3 cheesey guys.
And in this photo, taken by Papa,... here are the two grandsons looking at water.
Yup... they are fascinated by water.
Still looking at water.
Papa is still trying desperately to get a photo of the boys looking at some swimming seals.
And... we're... done. Finally. A perfect picture of the boys and a seal...tail.
"What the hell is that family of goobers behind us pointing at?" "I don't know, but this chowdah is delicious."
Kyle posing with Miss Sarah - not our friend, Miss Sarah or our teacher, Miss Sarah... the boat Miss Sarah.
Ryan is not what I would call the best dinner date in the world. Between throwing food and screaming, the dinners are memorable.
Ryan and Nana on the back deck at sunset. Nana is not holding Ryan for affection - she is holding him to keep him from jumping off the deck.
That's Kyle and I up in the forest watch tower at the Tillamook Forest Center.
This is how the Wick contingent goes to the beach. With a mini van. Ryan is definately a fair-weather beach goer.... like his Nana and Papa.
And here is Mommy getting fed up and feeding her son to a shark jaw at the Oregon Coast Aquarium.
Ryan and Kyle both enjoyed the forest center.
Here we come... walking down the bridge...we get the funniest looks from... everyone we meet... Hey Hey we're the Monkees..
It takes two grandparents to contain one 2-year-old.
Kyle exploring the salmon exhibit at the forest center.
Papa and his future fire fighters.
The only time Ryan had fun at the beach was when he was buried in the warm sand.
He enjoyed this part- the cold water, strong winds, and troupe of gypsies sitting next to us were not enjoyable to him.
"Get me out of here."
Kyle, on the other hand, LOVED the beach in his wetsuit.
Two wild and crazy guys.
"Hey. Stop taking pictures of me."
I call this photo, "Grandparents at sunset."
Why are three of them bundled up and one is shirtess? I don't know.
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