Tonight Ryan decided to build a "foyt" (fort) with the kitchen chairs and some blankets and then filled it with all of his stuffed animals and pillows. He liked using his flashlight inside since it was so "doyk" (dark)...yes we're still working on the "r" sound, and the "th", and the "s."
He wanted Cohen to come inside to play with him. (But not Nika. "Dogs don't belong in foyts.")
Cohen was pretty content to just chill inside.
Except when Ryan started messing with his feet.