The photo quality on this is terrible because my flash didn't work, and I had to move fast! But look who figured out how to pull herself up! This was kind of funny, because I saw it coming (she's been trying for a while), but I guess Josh didn't realize how close she was to doing it. 
Well, today was the big day, Wyatt got his new glasses! As you may be able to tell from the photo, they exaggerate the size of his eyes - this is because he is severely far-sighted (hyperopia). He's at a +8, and the scale goes to +9. This was a total shock to us because he never squints, never holds books close to his face, never complains. His favorite books are the I Spy books! Not something you think someone who couldn't focus on would enjoy. His optometrist told us that up until the age of 4 or 5, kids have a fantastic focusing system, so he can still make out most of these things, his eyes just have to work REALLY hard to see them. The glasses will help immensely with that, and will help his eye development. Our hope is that by age 8 or so, he may not need them anymore. And if he does still need them, that's okay too, but hopefully catching it this early will mean that over time his prescription will lessen as his eyes catch up in development.
I suppose the downside to having window ledges is that it serves as a catch-all for Wyatt's toys. Whatever he's playing with gets lined up there - trucks, Hot Wheels, tractors...okay, so apparently he only plays with vehicles. Thankfully he has no problem cleaning them up on his own, but I admit that I smile a bit when I drive up to the house and see them lined up there. :)
Despite the lack of smiles, they were actually playing nice together. Kind of. In the sense that more than 38 seconds passed without Paige crawling on Wyatt or Wyatt trying to shove Paige off the couch. That kind of playing nice together.
Learning about static electricity today. Or...learning that rubbing a balloon really fast on your hair makes it stick to the wall and makes your hair look funny.
Paige's new favorite toy - not sure if it's because it's got wheels or (most likely) because it's Wyatt's and she's not supposed to play with it. He was at daycare, which is why you don't see him stepping on her to rip it out of her hands. Oh big brothers...who else would be so entrusted to introduce us to such pleasures as snake bites and dutch ovens? The latter was my 16th birthday present at 7am. Still working on payback.
Grover, Elmo and Cookie Monster had quite a day. They had snacks at the table, each got to sit in their own chair. Then Wyatt took each of them to wash their hands (at the dishwasher?), brushed everybody's teeth (nevermind that they have no teeth), and put them all down for a nap (in my bed, of course). Wyatt then wanted to play "nap" with me, which is a game that is cruel to anyone with sleep deprivation issues. The rules are apparently this: I lay down in my bed, Wyatt tucks me in. Then, just as I'm getting comfortable he either "meeps" my nose to wake me up (no idea where that came from), or gets right in my face until I open my eyes, when he yells "DING!". Repeat up to 30 times (at which point mommy begs for an actual nap).
Paige seems to have developed a strange affinity for socks. New socks, old socks, clean socks, dirty socks (and by dirty, I mean her worn socks which usually get kicked off within 4 seconds of being put on). She'll stick them in her mouth and crawl around, happy as a clam. I guess it's the small things in life...
Tonight was the fire department Christmas banquet. Right before they were about to start serving dinner, they got a fire call. Thanks to my iPhone, I caught a few photos of them responding to the call. Thankfully it was just a minor vehicle accident and they were back shortly.
This is Wyatt's "See? I AM Being Nice!" face. Don't buy it for a second! We just can't seem to get the point across to him that you can't: hold Paige's legs down when she's trying to crawl, squeeze her hands as hard as possible, push her head into the carpet (!), etc. And yet, she still loves to be around him. Go figure.
Took this little gem with my new iPhone! It almost looks like they can tolerate each other, doesn't it?
Ernie apparently has been feeling the pinch lately, he and Wyatt hit me up for "monies" this morning to put into Wyatt's piggy bank. He used the "big money" (nickels) to buy me some "makeup" (a red peg from one of his wooden toys). How thoughtful! He also bought a monster truck, a crane and a jet, so I guess I need to get to work building some sort of hangar.
Wyatt asked me to take a picture of his "sad" face. I'd argue that this is more serious than sad, but there's no sense in arguing with a 3 year old. Especially one that is convinced that Saturn is the "cheese" planet (????).
I suppose part of the crawling experience is getting stuck everywhere. We had a little end table by the couch where I keep my laptop (as you can see), and Paige loves to crawl over there and try to gnaw on the cords. I had to take Wyatt to the bathroom, so I moved the footstool over so that she wouldn't head right for the cords in the 2 seconds she'd be out of sight. Evidently, it did not work so well.
I thought maybe I should sneak a picture of Wyatt in here every now and then. :P He doesn't ignore me if I try to get a picture of him doing something (painting, playing with his cars, terrorizing his sister), he always wants to "CHEESE" it up.
Somebody sure looks happy for being so stinkin' sick! I think it is a fairly short lived cold, she was feverish with a cough and congestion yesterday and this morning, but already by this evening her cough seemed to have lessened. Now I have the fever, which is not a ton of fun. But, I also have Mini Fudgesicles, so that is some consolation. :)
2012 didn't have the best start for us. I woke up to the sound of water rushing through our basement. The water line that runs to our fridge had split, and water was pouring from the ceiling all over the basement. It looked like probably about 2-3 inches of standing water in spots, and yet Josh still wanted to clean it up on his own initially. I called a cleaning company in town that does 24 hour emergency water extraction, and he was in and out before 10am.
