The Birthday Boy

Dear Wyatt,

13 months and 18 days ago...you turned ONE! I know, I'm a bit behind on posting, but it's completely your fault...yep...you consume so much of my day with all your adorableness that there's hardly any time for writing it all down. Excuse? Sure. Am I sorry? NOPE. Your dad and I tell each other every night how rich we could be if we could only find a way to bottle up your cuteness and sell it!

Every morning, when I get you out of bed, you throw your blankie over the crib railing and rattle the bars of your crib in anticipation. You make this sound (much like someone who fills their cheeks up with air and use their pointer fingers to suddenly pop the air like a balloon) and it's the way that you greet EVERYONE! Stranger in the store?...insert sound...Nana in the kitchen?...insert sound...child staring at you in church?...insert sound....seeing your own reflection in the mirror and thinking it's another adorable child just like you?...insert sound!! Totally adorable.

You have already started to form words. You say "ma-ma-ma", "da", "na-na-na", "dat-too" (thank you), "peak-ooo" (peak-a-boo) and of the numbers 1-5 I've been trying to teach you, you only will say "two".

You still have the proverbial "blow out" from time to time (what would a blog post be without some reference to poop?) and the sad/funny part is that you seem to save them for road trips, church, or your personal favorite, Kristen (I'm sure she appreciates that) It's like your own way of telling her how much you appreciate that she took some time out of her busy single life to watch you...as the poop oozes out of the side of your pants and plops on the floor. Don't worry...she keeps coming back. She's quite the trooper...suppose that means she loves you too :)

You are such an active child! You have been crawling all over the place and pulling yourself up to a stand for quite some time now. You even cruise around the furniture and get into anything that is not being closely monitored. You are up and over any obstacle in your way. Our biggest fear was that you would fall down the stairs...so we asked for a safety gate to keep you away from the stairs but before we could even get it installed, you had already taught yourself how to go up AND DOWN the stairs. Genius?? I THINK SO!

Other than some brief, almost unbearably whiny periods when you were cutting teeth (only 4 so far), you are dang near the happiest baby on earth! It's so contagious too! Your dad and I have to bite our lip just to keep from squeezing you too hard when we hug you...all the while you smile and laugh at us like two crazy clowns. Your bluer than blue eyes (and the unique flec of brown in your right eye), along with your adorable laugh that literally sucks everyone you come in contact with in till they are acting like monkeys trying to make you laugh again are just the beginning of a long list of reasons that I love having you in my life! I never knew it, but everyday as I watch you, I realize that you are everything that I ever wanted in life.

To celebrate your first year, we threw a little party. Here are a few photos of your special day.

Happy Birthday Monkey Butt! We love you!!

Love,
"Da" and "Ma-ma-ma"

Happy boy waiting for the party to start.

Burger cake for the birthday boy!
It was SO HOT outside that the icing began to melt!
You looked so stunned and totally focused on the flame.

The mini burgers for your guests.

You cried over when everyone began singing "Happy Birthday" to you :(

My dainty eater...so scared to take a bite!
I had to give you a taste of frosting before you would believe that it was OK to eat!!

Some "sweet" hair gel!


HAPPY BIRTHDAY WY WY MAN!!

Solo Mission

Without a doubt, the best one yet...and I can hardly wait till the 4th one comes out. That's when all the good stuff happens and when the series comes to an end. I soaked up every last minute of the many scenes where Jacob is yet again without a shirt and swooned over Edward and his love for Bella. Mind you, the movie/actors hardly do justice compared to the books...but I love them none the less.

Then I came home to this video...his first SOLO mission!

My baby grew up in the 2 some odd hours I was gone!! I totally cried when I saw this! One, because I missed it! And two, because he's growing just too dang fast! Every day more and more of his personality shines through and if it's possible...I love him more and more! I'm so happy I'm his MOM!

Contagious

Beans, Beans, the Magical Fruit

Beans, Beans, the Magical Fruit...the more you eat the more you.....uh, I wish I could say "toot" but apparently that was just wishful thinking.


Beans + More Beans = Mad Dash to the Kitchen Sink!
He liked it so much, I just had to let him stay awhile ;)

Hello? McFly??

In case you didn't notice, I dropped off the face of the blogging planet for way longer than I thought I had! I totally missed posting anything about Wyatt turning 10 months...and uh, well, now he's 11 months...plus three days!! He's fast approaching 1 and it's odd how in some ways it feels like its all just flown by faster than I can process it all and in other ways it feels like 11 months? That's it??! Feels like 11 years!

Either way, I love being greeted by our little "monkey butt" (as much as Steve hates that I call him that. The other night he said..."you really should stop calling him that." I said, "Why? It totally fits him!" "Have you seen a monkey butt?" he asked, "They aren't cute!"). Every time I go in to get him in the mornings, the moment he sees me he just starts rattling the bars in his crib (much like a MoNkEy! Just sayin') and has this grin from ear to ear! I think he's pretty sad that we put a chewy crib rail protector up...he was getting so close to using his teeth to put the finishing touches on his totem pole ;)

By the end of April, Wyatt totally took me by surprise one morning and totally started crawling! He'd been doing the rockin' thing on his hands and knees forever and then one morning totally put two and two together and off he went!

This video was captured about a week after he started crawling...



Now he crawls and pulls himself up to stand on any and all objects!


On one hand, it's awesome that he's crawling and seeing new things...but on the other hand....well picture me trying to finish the dishes, make dinner and clean up the goldfish that jumped from their home in Wyatt's mouth to their death on my kitchen floor. I put Wyatt on the floor and surround him with toys (to him it's heaven, to me it's a barricade that if used properly will give me a good solid 5 minutes of uninterrupted cleaning time before he realizes I'm not by his side and he comes barreling towards me like a human bulldozer dragging stuffed animals and legos between his legs). Only this time...5 minutes turns into 6 and the internal alarm in my head is going, "WHERE'S THE BABY??!" When he's too quite, it generally means he's found something he's not supposed to have and he's enjoying his time before mommy finds him! I found him in the bathroom...chomping on the toilet seat and splish splashing the toilet water with his hands!! People, I'm clean and all...but even I wouldn't lick a toilet seat no matter how clean I know it is!

Best/Worst part? I yelp, he turns, drops to the ground and crawls to me as fast as his scrawny little limbs will take him, grinning from ear to ear (he knows he's busted) and when I pick him up he goes in for a baby kiss (you know the kind...all slobbery and mouth open)! Cute that he wants to give a kiss, sure, but I totally have toilet slobber on my lips!! BLECK!