See, Eric?

A picture of the little man "reading" a baby calendar before bed, and a couple more to prove how much he actually needs a haircut.

One of Those Years...

Sometimes you just have one of those days with your kid, you know? Eh, who am I kidding, sometimes we have one of those WEEKS, or even MONTHS. And there was that time that whole YEAR was one of THOSE.

I like to read "mommy blogs", and it never ceases to amaze me when I read a statement like this, "Johnny is such a happy boy, he sleeps so well and is always smiling. Taking care of him is almost effortless." Ummm...WHAT??? How nice for you. Times like this I console myself with the superficial fact that MY KID IS PROBABLY CUTER THAN YOURS. When not throwing a rediculous tantrum over the fact that we took away his sharp, shiny object.

I don't think during my adolescence when my mom threatened me with words of, "Someday I hope you have a child just like you," that this is what she meant. I was a LOVELY baby and toddler. It was just later that it somehow went terribly, horribly wrong. So, dear Wyatt, I guess if your plan is retribution on Grandmommy's behalf you can get it all out now, and then let's move on, shall we? That would be greatly appreciated. ;)

Which one looks more like us??

So we tried putting Wyatt down to sleep at our friend's house again the other night, and no such luck this time. :( He really wanted to hang with us, and was great once he was with us. I think he knew that if he started acting out, he would have to go to bed again...haha! We ended up getting home a little after 10pm, and he went to bed at 10:30. That was the latest he has ever gone down...intentionally anyway. I was really hoping he would sleep in, but no such luck. He did however take a THREE HOUR NAP the next day. During which I had to compulsively check on him 67 times to ensure he was still breathing.

These are a couple pictures I took this morning. (Note the chin scar in the first pic. I am constantly rubbing it with vitamin E in hopes it will eventually vanish into obscurity...;)P

The second picture was supposed to be of Wyatt hugging the dog, but he moved so fast, I basically just got the dog. And yes, his eyes are really like that. No, suprisingly he doesn't run into walls. Much.

Never mind that it was only repeated...;)

Tonight I was rocking Wyatt before bedtime. He was snuggling into my shoulder and as I rubbed his back I said, "I love you, Wyatt." And Wyatt? He responded, "I wuv YOU." It was the sweetest thing EVER.