Ryan's baby book reads like some sort of strange scientific study notes.

• 4.5 months: getting a little spoiled.
• 8 months: trouble with a capital T.  Crawling all over the place, wont stay still.  Hates playing with toys.  Was blowing bubbles, but forgets to take head out of water when breathing in.  Keeps sneaking up to bathroom to eat toilet paper.
• 11 months: wont eat vegetables at all.  Screeches loud and often.
• 1 year: kind of grumpy for your birthday.
• 15 months: wearing a brace at night.  Injured knee when you got stuck behind the couch.  Still not talking.  Gives wet dog kisses.  Side note: says keys and banana.  Waking up at 4AM.
• June 1986: terrible 2’s hit early.  Asking “what’s that” and “where’s…” constantly.  Asking for juice.  Constantly.
• August 1986: regressing a little.  Wont dress yourself anymore.  Wont count or say alphabet anymore.  101 Dalmatians still your favorite book - we read it EVERY night.
• October 1986: can count to 13 (almost).
• November 1986: very stubborn.  We read Tootie the Train every day.  Having nightmares - afraid of Santa Claus.
• January 1987: Still loves to sing.  Not talent trained yet but is trying - sort of.
• March 1987: loves trains - pretends to be one all the time.
• May 1987: love to help out (at least that’s what you call it).  Just figured out buttons.
• December 1987: fell off bunk bed, broke femur.
• February 1989: chicken pox.  Very independent.  Make your own breakfast…

That’s where the journal ends.  I can only assume something terrible happened to the scientist taking down these notes.