Wednesday, May 20, 2009

Wyatt at 7 months old, 23 lbs...;)

I was sorting through some pictures on my computer the other day, and came across this adorable video of Wyatt when he was 7 months old. Just look at those cheeks!!!

ETA: This was taken during the fires of '07, when we were waiting to hear whether or not we would be evacuated - I haven't yet figured out how to edit out the video of the fire in the middle. ;)

Tuesday, May 19, 2009


Me: "What comes after Sunday?"*

Wyatt: "Monday!"

Me: "What comes after Monday?"

Wyatt: "Tuesday!"

Me: "What comes after Tuesday?"

Wyatt: "Threesday!"

SO spontaneously funny.

* Honestly, I was blown away that he knew ANY of them. I think I told him the days of the week, maybe TWICE?? And that was more than a week ago. Crazy memory, that one.

Are you really gonna post these pictures of our son?


Sunday, May 17, 2009

Yeah, I knew you needed that nap...

Just so you Know...

Laughing hysterically and jumping up and down in your crib for three hours does not count as a nap. Especially the second day in a row.

I apparently need more sleep then both of the boys in my house combined. Go figure.

Wednesday, May 6, 2009

Playing in the Backyard...

The following takes place in the span of about two minutes.

"Come here, Butter (Buster), it's feedin' time. You eat sand on ground. Come here. It's feedin' time."

"Bee went 'Bzzzzz!' on cheek, close to eye."

"Get some sand for Butter. I'm dumpin' sand in bucket. Dumpin' out for Butter. Come here, Butter."

"Heeeheeheheee, Butter funny!"

"Looks like Butter poop. But it not Butter poop. It poop from tree." (little tree nuts that fall on the ground)

"Butter at home. I'm not at home. I'm still sweepin'" (sleeping)

"Dump bucket in sand box, and now hold bucket, ready go inside."

This child is a nonstop running commentary.