Places I Get To...

Ruston is constantly on the go these days, and is quite impressed with himself.

Notice his mouth is open in just about all these pictures... accompanying the motion, he also verbalizes his movement. It is rare that he goes anywhere without also making noise while doing it.
Ruston likes to "help" mom with the laundry too.
Although usually "helping" is taking the folded clothes out of the basket and onto the floor. We need to work on that.

Taco Time!

No, not the restaurant, and no, we didn't eat Taco either. Ruston and Taco are great buddies.

Taco likes to bring his toy to Ruston, thinking he'll throw it for him. Sometimes this ends in a tug of war between Ruston and Taco...
...other times it ends up in confusion, as below.
Once again, Taco brought his ball for Ruston.
Then comes the contemplation of how to get the ball.

Taco waits ever-so-nicely for Ruston to throw his ball.
Taco: "Here you go, see? Take it and play with me!"
Ruston: "Ok, I have it... now what?"
Taco: "No, I'll take it back now."
Taco and Ruston like to share EVERYTHING. I have given up attempting to keep the dog away from Ruston's toys, and Ruston away from the dog toys... they are almost one in the same these days.

Family Time

The last couple of months have been rough on Jason's grandfather. While he was in the recovery center, we decided to go visit. Mammer was there as well... and yes, Ruston was tired!

Ruston and Papa Wayne checking each other out...
3 Kemp men.
Papa Wayne finally got to return home earlier this week, but these are older pictures. We've also had some fun family time at home.
Ruston likes to play with daddy... until nighttime and then he thinks he needs to be connected to mommy at the hip! If I happen to walk past him while Jason is holding him in the evening, he throws the HUGEST fit... with no tears of course!