Free Advice

So...I reach for a kleenex for like the 10 thousandth time this winter. I tell Wyatt, "Mommy is really tired of being sick." He says, "I think you need to rest. That would help." He's quiet a few minutes. Then he adds, "maybe you should go to the doctor."

A Lesson in Aging

So...when I pick up the boys from the grandparents I notice my dad has a band aid on his ear, but I don't really think anything about it. On the car ride home I ask Wyatt, "What did you do at GG and Pa's house today?" He begins with, "Pa has a band aid on his ear. Pa went to the doctor to take spot off." I said, "Ok, did he say if it hurt?" Wyatt responds, "No, he says it's part of getting old."

And the winner is...

So...it appears the most popular present of Christmas 2010...the Woody and Buzz cowboy boots. Wyatt has kept them at the foot of his bed every night. He insisted on wearing them to church and the gym yesterday, "so the other kids can see them." When they got wet in the snow, "Mommy, I need a rag to wipe my boots." And this morning, I come home from work to find him in his dog jammies accented by the Woody boots.

A Lesson in Budgeting

So Wyatt was given a good bit of spending money for Christmas. We took out $20 at the ATM. He insisted on carrying the cash in his pocket. After very careful selection, Mack, the tractor trailer who hauls Lightning McQueen goes in the cart. Wyatt paid, accepted his change, opened the package in the car, and hasn't put the truck down since.

Chicken Little

So Wyatt is sitting at the breakfast table. He looks at me and says, "I love you Mommy." He pauses half a beat and says, "Cock a doodle doo!"

Let it Snow

So...Wyatt is obsessed with playing CD's on his radio. I ask him, "What do you want to listen to, Christmas music?" He says, "No, it's not time yet." I say, "But it's the week before Christmas." He says, "Not until it snows."

The Bare Naked Truth

So...during the coldest week of the year Wyatt has decided he must go barefoot all the time. I asked him, "Don't you like socks and shoes?" He said, "No, I just like feet."

I think we could all use a trip to the beach.

Wish List

So...Wyatt had his first successful Santa visit. He listed several things he wanted for Christmas, including a pillow pet and a blue dump truck. Sadly, this occurred a day AFTER "Santa" had done all his shopping online and had ordered items requested from an apparently out of date list. Yikes.

The Young Capitalist

So...Pa, who's yard is devoid of trees, asked Wyatt if he could have some of the leaves from our yard for mulch. Wyatt said sure, "That'll be two dollars."

Sweet Talker

So I often calls the boys my angel babies. We were headed out to the bookstore and I said, "Let's go, angel babes." Wyatt yells from upstairs, "Coming, angel mommy." The heart melts.

Lookin' Good

...So we're getting ready to leave for trick or treating and Joe tells Wyatt, "I like your costume dude, you look good." He responds, "You don't have a costume, but you look good too."

Dada Everywhere

So at nearly a year and a half it seems time for Colty to enter the toddlerisms blog. Baby boo is recently fascinated with Ott's little people toys and every time he picks up one of the dudes he proudly announces, "Dada!"

Dirty bird

So...you dress your son in a t-shirt that says, "Playin' in the Mud"... And you expect him to stay clean?

Fast Draw

So...Wyatt says to me with a bit of impatience in his voice, "Mom, when are you going to give Colt a bottle and shoot him down for a nap? I want to play with some toys." Bang, bang.

Benjamin Button

So I showed Wyatt an ultrasound picture of baby boy #3. He looks at me like I'm crazy and says, "Mom, that's not a baby, that's a really old person." I think, "He's right, I'm giving birth to Benjamin Button!"

Leave of Absence

So...lost camera to computer attachment. Put us out of picture biz for about a month. Our apologies!

Back to School

So Wyatt needs a backpack for preschool. I ask him, "What kind do you want?" He says, "Maybe Clifford dog." I say, "We'll look for Clifford, but if they don't have him, maybe Woody?" He says, "Maybe Piderman." In the end, Cars it is.

Borrowed Bink

So Wyatt has lost his precious nite nite binky. Mommy is tired of the searching. I tell him, "You may have to borrow one of the baby's." He asks, "Can I borrow yours?"

Beach Dreams

After four long days at the beach, Wyatt is curled up in his own bed at home. I ask him, "Did you have fun at the beach? Do you want to go back some time?" As his eyelids get heavy he whispers, "Maybe after I wake up."

Tip Tap

So Joe is watching "This Week." Wyatt walks in and seeing the host on camera asks, "Who's that?" Joe says, "It's Jake Tapper." Wyatt responds, "What does he tap?"

Puddin' Head

So I bought some of those new Jello Pudding Mousse cups at the grocery store. Joe and I gagged ours down. Wyatt took one bite and then spent the next five minutes scooping it like mud. I said, "Are you going to eat that or just play with it?" He said, "Just play with it." I wish I'd gone that route too.

Singer/Songwriter

So Wyatt climbs on the coffee table with his electric guitar and says, "I want to sing you a song!" I ask, "What's it about?" He says, "It's about a whale in the water and a dog on the table. His name is Fleck." It was the sweetest song I've ever heard.

Work Zone

So I couldn't find Wyatt this morning. After a few minutes of searching I heard hammering and drilling inside the closet. I opened the door to find him with tools in hand and his safety googles on his head. With a look of extreme irritation on his face he yells, "Close the door, I'm working in here."

Golden Opportunities

So, I'm grocery shopping with just Wy at Bi-Lo. I'm getting apples, Fuji like always, when Wy says," Want to try those yellow apples. Three please." Golden delicious it is. Then, we are in front of the in-store TV screen and a Golden Apple promo comes on, without me in it, Wyatt giggles and says, "Look, Mommy's teachers."

After finishing his chocolate popsickle Wyatt says, "I need someone to wipe me off." You think? At least Mom was smart enough to strip him down to his Pull-ups BEFORE he ate.

Size matters

Wyatt won't eat his baked beans with a fork. He needs a spoon. I give him the toddler sized one. He rejects it saying, "This spoon is too dinky for me."

Nothin' runs like a Deere

So Joe asks Wyatt why he likes to ride his John Deere and mow so much. He says,"Because the grass gets tall."

The best part of wakin' up

As Wyatt gets out of bed this morning I ask him if he wants to go downstairs and play. He says, "I need my coffee and something on TV. But first I have to put away my binkie."

The Babysitter

So Wyatt asks me to go get his John Deere from the garage, Colt is in the driveway. No worries. The two year old says, "I'll supervise the baby." Supervise, really?