While the pregnancy is wearing on Mommy, I think it's starting to wear out Daddy too. He is so great to help with Wyatt, and he even fixed us all dinner tonight (YUM). Even so, I think it's hard for him to work all day every day and come home to an incapacitated wife and a slightly crabby baby and a wound-up puppy. We ALL just need to hang in there a little longer!
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When Mommy's too tired to do anything at all, this is what happens: a cup of Teddy Grahams, a sippy cup of water, and a Baby Einsteins movie on the "repeat play" setting. And of course, we're still in our jammies.
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The other day I heard a little voice from the nursery: "No, Wyatt. No!" I immediately went to investigate- and found him on his toes on the edge of a crib like a balance beam, his bib on backwards like a cape, and the thermostat cranked up to 90. Grinning from ear to ear.
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In case you were wondering, there's the missing "W" from the last picture. He has a long reach!
This was during lunch the other day- Wyatt was being so cute counting all his little pieces of bread, "One...two...THREE!!!" He wouldn't do it anymore once I got the camera out, but it's still kind of cute- Wyatt's Grammy hasn't seen him in a while, so here he is in action! :) He only squeals this much when he's really excited.