bottomless pit

wyatt can not get enough food in him today and i can not get it to him fast enough! i guess that's an okay thing since he is a growing boy! he is now in a size 6 diaper and size 7 shoe. what 20 month old is in a size 6? i know people that have or have tried to potty train this young and i don't know how they do it. wyatt pee's so much at night, i would constantly be cleaning sheets and changing his bed! the thought is nice, i'd just like to know how it can actually be achieved.

wyatt is making some big changes in his little life. he no longer has a bottle at naptime or at bedtime. he gets a small one before bed but he has to drink it on the couch. and he's doing really well. i was so affraid we would have meltdowns and tantrums, but so far so good. kristen was even able to get him to take a nap in a big boy bed when she watched him. crazy! i've been thinking about converting his crib but think i will wait until he's actually 2. it's fun in the morning listening to him yell at me to get him out. in the morning it sounds like he's saying mum instead of just mom, it's really cute.

he also has added a few things to his vocabulary and sign language. He says no more, la la (ella), ball, car, uck (which is either truck or look, he's usually pointing when he says it, sometimes at trucks and sometimes at random things), who is that (which he's said before) and mmmmnono(banana). and of course words that I can not yet translate. It's fun listening to him though! he also has a few new signs. giraffe, banana, cheese, cookie, grandma and mom.

he really is such a good kid i'm lucky. we are still working on the hitting but i am happy to say that his head butting is pretty much done with. he has a hard head and i was always the victim! just last night i checked on him before i headed to bed and just thought how crazy it is that i'm a mom. you would think after almost 2 years it would settle in, but sometimes it just blows my mind. i'm so grateful that i have wyatt and i wouldn't change anything! well maybe the lack of money.

my idol

Wyatt is so stinkin cute. I've lost my camera and haven't been able to catch the funny things he has been doing lately. My favorite one has to be while watching American Idol. He loves to watch it, he dances, sings and claps for everyone. It's so funny to watch and is almost more entertaining than the show itself. Hopefully I find my camera soon and can catch his moves on tape!

killer

satan strikes again.. aka that stupid dog, aka jack. and this time i wasn't so lucky. my bosses dog hates me, i'm not really sure why. it may be a territorial thing or just because he's satan. i haven't figured it out. and lucky won't have to again. last wednesday my boss, her kids, wyatt and i decided to go to dinner. everyone was running around getting things cleaned up and getting ready to go. jenn's son went outside in the garage to feed the dog and a few minutes later i grabbed wyatt and started to head to our car. at that same moment jenn decided to check on her son and the dog as she opened the door she noticed the garage door open and satans tail disappearing around the corner.. in my direction. also in that same moment his head popped around the corner and our eyes locked and i knew i was in trouble. i semi turned, opened the door and literally threw wyatt inside and shut the door. according to jenn before i shut the door i told wyatt everything was okay(she was coming back through the house to the front door hoping to stop jack before he got to me). i don't remember much besides opening the door and then screaming. it literally happened so fast! jenn's son was trying to get satan off me and by the time jenn got to the front door and satan saw her it obviously was too late. terrifying? yes. i sat on her porch for a few more seconds and then realized that i better get back in the house before killer decided to strike again. i had no idea where he had gone or who had him at this point. i was in so much shock and tried to calm down enough to calm wyatt down. i'm positive that he was just more upset that i made him go back inside and he was fine after i calmed down myself. however my leg was killing me, i checked my pants and they weren't torn or ripped anywhere so i sat there for a little bit longer kind of in a fog. finally i went to the bathroom to clean my hand off that was bleeding and to asses the damage to me leg. when i finally saw my leg i wanted to cry but was still in so much shock that no tears surfaced. jenn's husband left his work dinner to come home and after a look at my leg we were off to the insta care where i had a super cute doctor and received about a dozen stitches. so needless to say i will most likely be terrified of german shepherds for the rest of my life! the funny thing is that i am probably more of a dog person than anyone in that family. i feel bad for her middle daughter because she was really attached to her dog. but if the dog didn't go, you can bet i would have. so my leg hurts and is really bruised. i will have to get the pictures that my mom took of it yesterday. it's quite different from the pictures below.

i think this is where he first got me, it was by far the deepest and has a majority of stitches

this one is up just above the first one and still pretty knarly.

i am so grateful that i was able to get wyatt back in the house. he would have been majorly traumatized and terrified of dogs for the rest of his life i'm sure. jenn's neighborhood is always really quiet, but at that moment there were a bunch of girls across the street hanging out and a lady walking her two dogs who screamed, picked up her dogs and ran. it was scary to say the least. ugh!

ugh

i am bugged.
by pretty much everyone.
minus a select few.

just leave well enough alone

so.. i'm slightly retarded. thanks to good ol facebook i decided to check and see if someone was a member still; this is the first mistake. after typing in this persons name, nothing showed up. so of course i proceed to see if the email address pulled anything up. i couldn't remember whether or not it was a hotmail or a yahoo account, so i tried hotmail first with no luck. one might think at this point to just give up and that it's not meant to be(which this is never meant to be, but i was curious). instead i carry on like an idiot and switch the hotmail to yahoo and BINGO not only is this person there, but facebook was nice enough to send over a friend request for me. sheer panic fell over my body and i think my jaw hit the floor! it was real ugly for a few minutes and i wanted to vomit. doesn't facebook know that you may just be searching someone out of curiousity and that you might not want to become instant friends?! somehow i composed myself enough to remember that i can block people, so that i did, i blocked said person and i blocked fast! next i googled what to do (cuz google is always right?) and i think i'm in the clear. at least i am hoping and praying. "a little mercy right now would be really sweet, like it would be nice if no one hit me" movie anyone? anyway, send out good thoughts for me. stupid evil curiousity and the world wide web!

she's the best

I am grateful for my mom in many ways. This last month has been a little more difficult for me and I don't know how I would have survived without her! Aside everything else last night I started feeling nauseated around 10, and around 12 took a trip to the porcelain god... and then every two hours after that as well. My mom was so sweet to come over during her lunch to bring me some soup and the essentials that come along with the stomach flu. She also fed Wyatt a snack and then helped me get him in bed for his nap. I was so grateful for her help and so relieved to be able to get a little help in between his naps. So thank you for your help mom. It means the world to me. I'm holding out faith that the worst is over and that I won't have to get up in the middle of the night tonight.

I am also grateful that I was able to be with some of my family on Valentines. A few of us went to the Draper Temple open house and then had dinner at Andrea's after. The Temple was so pretty and I am amazed at all the beautiful detail in everything. I can't imagine how much hard work is put into each temple. It was a good experience for me and I'm glad I was able to go. Thanks for the invite Andee!

Little Buns

I love these little buns.. and this was one saggy diaper! He ran around the house like this for about 5 minutes before bath time.

Wyatt will be 19 months in a few short days. I can't believe how big he is getting, I think in about a month he will have his cousin Charlotte passed up!

Words/Phrases he says that I can understand:
hi
bye
truck
mom
grandma
jenn
binkie
no
go
down
where'd it go (this is the newest and most popularly used phrase)

He talks a lot, just most of it I'm pretty clueless too. But it's still so cute the way he carries on a conversation with me. It always starts out with him saying mom, me answering back what baby and then him jabbering on and on. I love it.

Words he can sign:
milk
more
eat
water
cracker
doggy
kitty
thank you
please
choo choo train
thirsty

I feel like I am missing a few, but I'm really tired and my bed is calling me!

I don't really feel like I have much to say, well I do but not really sure anyone wants to read all my ramblings. I will say that I just got an approval on a short sale that I've been working really hard on. I'm so excited that my hard work has paid off. Please bless that the buyers follow through and close. This momma needs some moolah!