Wyatt

Wyatt. That one name can do a lot of things to me! It can make me crazy, smile and even cry. How is it that such a little (meaning age, not weight lol)person can do so many things to you? I had to get these two things down before I forgot about it. And they are somewhat memorable. At least to me.
1) Over the weekend I had the kids go play in the basement. I put the gate up at the bottom of the stairs so Wyatt couldn't come up by himself. I started hearing him yell "momma, momma" and i will be honest i didn't check him. In my defense, he wasn't crying or screaming. lol more like just saying my name to say it. anyway, about 10 min later, i peeked down the stairs, there was my little man, at the bottom of the stairs, sitting in a unused booster seat playing the game boy. Well, not actually playing, more like hitting the buttons. The door to the play room was closed. His feet where out in front of him, crossed and he was just chilling..what a sight. I called down to him. He just looked up at me, than back down to his game boy. Just content to sit there. When i opened the door to play room, he just kept on playing. That is until he heard his brother talking, then he had to go see what was going on. It was too funny!

2. Now the second moment of the day...that i have to say came later. I was exhausted finally sitting down after cleaning the whole house. Realizing that i would have to clean it all again. The boys or should i say Wyatt, and already pulled out half of his toys. So I'm sitting on the couch. Wyatt is in the kitchen. Judd gets up to go get a drink, and he comes back in and says "momma, you have to come quick! momma, momma Wyatt is on the table with your 'puter'". so with a feeling of dread, i get up. And Wyatt was right where Judd said he would be. on the kitchen table, getting ready to turn on my computer! He looked up at me with this most precious grin and said "hi momma". Laughing, i took him off the table. So about 3 hours later, he did it again. This time he ripped all the napkins(most of them at least) and dumped the pepper all over the table. He does it almost on a daily basis. I don't believe that Judd ever did that. If anything, Judd isn't to keen on heights. I have a feeling that my little man is going to be a climber. That we will be frequent visitors to the Dr. for injuries. He is definitely an adventurer. Oh, and he has mastered climbing on our bed. He puts one foot up on the side of the bed and uses the end table for leverage. He practiced it several times yesterday! I believe he mastered it.