Monday, November 14, 2011
Sunday, November 13, 2011
Saturday, November 12, 2011
11.12.11
Me: "Wyatt, can you please finish your toast?"
Wyatt: "I might."
Me: "Wyatt, please put your cars away."
Wyatt: "Mommy, don't talk to me."
Me: "Wyatt, it's time for bed."
Wyatt: "AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA! Nooooooooooo!!!!!" (unintelligible hollering) "You don't get to say that! It's NOT time for bed! YOU go to bed!"
Me: *blink* *blink blink* *sloooowwww blink*
Thank goodness he's cute.
Friday, November 11, 2011
11.11.11
Wednesday, November 9, 2011
11.09.11
We have family photos on Saturday, I can honestly say I would much rather get my annual physical instead. Somehow less invasive and painful. And I really hope we can get a normal smile out of Wyatt, as opposed to his painfully strained "cheese" face. He will literally say cheese, no matter what, when the camera is on him. Happy or sad, smiling or through clenched teeth, he says cheese. Even when I say, "Don't say cheese. Just smile!" He gives me a polite smile and I hear this strained, "cheeeeeeeese" as he tries not to move his lips. Promising career in ventriloquism ahead of him.
Monday, November 7, 2011
11.7.11
Friday, November 4, 2011
11.4.11
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