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?