3.30.12

I'm going to have to cave. I was hoping to avoid child safety locks on every cabinet in the house - with Wyatt it wasn't much of an issue - but it's been clear from day 1 that these kids are polar opposites, so I shouldn't be surprised. Sure, it's annoying that several times a day, Paige pulls 20+ books out of the cabinet, but the real issue is that she chews on all of them. And on an hourly basis, I am fishing literature out of her mouth. Not exactly how you are supposed to "devour" books.

3.28.12

Just standing around...

3.27.12

Peek!

3.26.12

Wyatt's such a goof sometimes. :)
I was trying to get a picture of Paige too, she started waving and clapping over the past week. Of course, the batteries in my really good camera died (and are $20 to replace), the battery in my sort of good camera died (charging now!), and any photo with movement is a blurry mess on my phone. So, today you get the treat of another Wyatt picture!

3.25.11

This is Wyatt showing me Paige's "mad face". I can assure you, Paige has never made this face! Ha ha.

3.21.12

Ha ha ha...this picture makes me laugh everytime I look at it. Yup, she's mine. :D

3.20.12

3.19.12

Out for a cruise. Can you believe it was 23 degrees today? It's March!!

3.18.12

We spent this lovely weekend outside for the most part. I swear, I did try to get some nice pictures of Wyatt, and I think the best one I got was posted yesterday. :P We went for a few walks, I attempted a run outside for the first time in 8 years, we played in the backyard, we BBQ'd, washed the vehicles, and on and on and on. I mean, it was 21 degrees today! We would have been crazy to stay inside. However, because Wyatt loves being outside (which is great), he throws a massive tantrum every time we need to come inside. It makes Josh and I both hesitant to take him outside because we know what the end result will be, no matter how much talking up we do beforehand. And suddenly, he's developed a fear of the slide AND the swing in the backyard - he's okay with his little blue Fisher Price swing, but that's really for babies (although it does have a weight limit of 40 pounds, and he is right under that, he looks ridiculous jammed into it), but he only wants to sit (no moving) on a regular swing. So many things that he should love doing, he's just downright scared of. Riding a bike or trike. Swinging. Sliding. I don't understand...I know he's always been cautious, but even last year he loved the slide. Something changed, and now he's just freaked out - he did say we would push him off (0r down?) it...it was hard to understand because he was sobbing. I wonder if a trip to the park with daycare didn't go well? I will have to talk to his DCP and see if she remembers anything. :S

3.17.12

Looks like all the fresh air tuckered someone right out.

3.16.12

I'm not sure what makes me prouder - that Paige said her first word, or that I figured out how to embed a video onto my blog. ;)

3.16.12

Playing peek-a-boo with Daddy!

3.15.12

I wish I had some photos to post. But unless I want to take pictures of Wyatt throwing a massive tantrum, or proof that he beats on his sister, I haven't got much to work with these days.
Today, Wyatt asked to ride his bike. We haven't been successful over the last 2 summers with this. We tried with a trike first. Then a bike with training wheels. He'd get on, make a half hearted attempt to push on the pedals then say, "I need a break."
Me: "You haven't even tried yet, you don't need a break. Just do one full pedal all the way around, then you can get off the bike."
Wyatt: "IDON'TWANNAPEDALIDON'TLIKEBIKINGMYPENISHURRRRRRRRTS!"
Yeah.
So then I thought, because I bought the bike 2nd hand and it's pretty beat up, maybe it IS hard to pedal. We took a quick trip to Walmart to get him a try a new bike there. The first bike had Lightening McQueen, I figured it had to be a hit. Wrong. Tears. Screaming. I talked him off the edge, and we found a smaller bike. Hot Wheels, again, I figured this might be enticing. Wrong again. More tears. Louder screaming. In fact, it turned into a full out flailing tantrum and I became that mom who carried her 40 pound kid out of store in a football hold. AWESOME.
Putting him to bed tonight, he apologized and said he wanted to try again. I'm not sure if he's capable of pedaling, or if his co-ordination isn't there. Hopefully we get it sorted out soon, he seems eager enough to try it, but it's no fun for anyone if he's that miserable.

3.12.12

Happy Birthday Mom! Love you!

3.08.13

I'm such a lazy blogger, and I have no excuse. I even have the Blogger app on my phone. So here's another 2 pics!

3.05.12

I know everybody's seen the pigtails pics (or seen them in person...mom), but they deserve a spot on the blog too. Look how freaking cute she is! Josh thought I was an idiot when I first said I was going to put pigtails in, and then he saw them. I win.

I made cupcakes the other day, and Wyatt wanted to help SO badly, but since they weren't for us to eat, I had to say no. Then he found his own way to "make" them. He loves being in the kitchen and wants to help with everything. He has a play kitchen that he could spend hours at - making cakes, sandwiches, soup, etc. I think it helps that Josh does a lot of food prep in our house, shows Wyatt that not just women like to cook and bake!

3.2.12

Wyatt brought a balloon home from daycare and it proved to be a source of entertainment for both kids. Although, 10 minutes after putting Wyatt to bed he started hollering at me to take the balloon out of his room - "it's pretending to be a ghost." Um...okay.