Roscoe-isms

Before life gets a little more hectic, I thought I would pause and record a couple of Roscoe's recent endearing moments.

* Roscoe's favorite playmate is Ray.  No contest.  Not only does Daddy play horsey, chase, scare, hide, build him tents, take him on bike rides, wagon rides and all sorts of other adventures...  

(why, yes, that is an "off-roading" wagon Ray found for $15 on craigslist...)

Ray is also the object of affection in Roscoe's favorite made up game.  This game consists of Roscoe tackling Ray, climbing all over him and then sitting on his head.  Roscoe thinks this is hysterical and even funnier when he holds up his hands and asks "Dada go?" like Ray is hiding from him.  Unfortunately for Ray, Roscoe has a tendency to want to play this game mid-diaper change when he is naked.  This is why we refer to this game as Brown Eye.  Mama especially enjoys this version and likes to make up an accompanying story to the tune of "Brown Bear, Brown Bear, What Do You See?" while watching Ray struggle to avoid the stinky bits.

* The other day Roscoe was with Nani and they were looking at the moon.  This is the conversation they had:
          Roscoe: Loon!
          Nani: No, it's MOOooon.
          Roscoe: Cow?

* Rock Star Roscoe can spend hours a day performing concerts.  He will use various objects as a microphone and sometimes accompanies himself with his "guitar" (really a ukelele) while doing his signature Galloping Stomp dance move.  His words are hard to decipher and the tunes are never familiar, but he sings loudly with gusto and a special "rock star" face that he makes which you might mistake for disgust if you didn't know better (think: eyes closed, nose scrunched, mouth wide open).  Sometimes he makes us play or sing with him.  Or the confused dogs.  I do have a video of this, but he happens to be naked (and wearing rain boots), so I will refrain from publishing that one on the Internet...