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Ryan is using this phrase "getting old" a lot. 

His hair messed up after waking up.  "My hair is getting old."

"We need a new Diego Rescuepack.  This one is getting old."

After waking up and still feeling sleepy, "I guess I am getting old."

About a two year old, Ryan notices he is older than.  "She is still growing," he confides to us. 

Other comments:
"If the sharks eat Jacob, I will put them in timeout."

After swinging his pajamas around in his hand, "I don't know why David hit Goliath." 

"I am glad that our house isn't built on the sand because I don't want to get swallowed by a whale" conflating the story of Jesus in the Sermon on the Mount with Jonah and the whale. 

Almost one year old Jacob is in to throwing balls.  Yeah!

He is also pulling himself up on everything. 

Ryan: "I don't like babies.  I just like pretend babies." 

When he is put in his crib, Jacob is frequently standing up in his crib and throwing his pacifiers out of the crib in protest. 
Ryan to me: "He gets up when you leave." 

Ryan on the mascots from Northwestern and Duke: I like Willy the Wildcat and the Blue Devil.  Where do they live? 
About the Blue Devil's cape and pitchfork: Why does he carry that stick?  Does he need that thing on his back with the D on it to stay warm?   

Ryan: I like cats.  They don't cost a lot of money. 
Amy: Do you want a cat?
Ryan: Yeah. 

Ryan: I want to mix juice and milk. 
Me: Ok.  I think that will taste gross and not many people do that but you can try it if you want.
Ryan: Because then I will have two mustaches–one juice and one milk. 

Ryan: There is a gas station.  They sell toys there. 

Me: I am glad you like football and running.
Ryan: But I like golf too. 
Me: Maybe we should get you some clubs. 
Ryan: And a ball!
Me: Yes, a ball too. 
Ryan: And let's get another club and another ball for a friend.  When Jacob gets big, he can play golf with me.

Meanwhile, Jacob continues to pull himself up everywhere.   

Ryan 33 lbs. 3 ft. 3 in.  50% weight.  75% in height.