Awhile ago I mentioned that Jack would call his sandwiches peepee butter and helly.   I just found that I had taken a video of it a few months ago.  It’s pretty cute (I think so, ’cause he’s my kid).  🙂  And just for remembrances sake, Ry and Jack were running circles around the house the other night, when Ry tripped and fell.  He was dazed for a moment, and when I asked if he was alright, he thought for a minute and said “Yep!  I’m run-able again!”  (Now chips are crunch-able, etc, etc.  I personally think he’s pretty hug-able.)