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.