Ryan's #7

Ryan is 7!  6:15am Saturday morning he had to get up for wrestling.  

5+2=7

Molly made his several cards and gave him several kisses.

Sibbies.

His breakfast request was specific = crepes.

Every afternoon I drop Ryan and Eddie off at the gates of MUHS where Andy takes them to the wrestling room to learn.  Today was their first practice match.

No pictures of Ry?  Eddie is here pinning his guy.

We rushed home for the 191 Annual General Conference.  This cozy "little" guy made my legs fall asleep.

Between sessions Austin burned the yard waste.

Afternoon was more conference.  Then we spent the evening outside riding bikes.  Night came with chips for dinner and lovely cake -- that no one ate, as we had filled up on conference treats.

We love that Grandma and Grandpa B. came.

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There could not be a more gentle giant on this earth.  This Goliath weighs two more pounds than Eddie, and can crush my legs in a single sitting.  They flip a timer and wrestle go!  They take turns winning and losing, he's really good at cheap shots.  Ryan has completed 150 math lessons happily.  His journal entries have improved over this year.  He is fearless when biking and hiking, but he's the first to need love.  He hugs me for at least 15 seconds when I tuck him in at night, and I've learned to wait until he lets go instead of prying his fingers off me.  He loves to scream and yell in the shower and watch the bubbles rise higher and higher, "A Tsunami!" Ryan never hurts Molly, but cac bash Eddie.  He loves following Austin around and watching matching burn.  He's practically perfect in every way.