Arts and Crafts

Wyatt has all of a sudden found his artistic side and love to draw and make play d'oh people. It is so awesome to see his scribbles turn into pictures and his imagination run wild! He is very particular about his drawings and if something is out of place he needs to start over. After a picture is finished he always tells me what he drew. The picture posted above is me. Dont see it? must be those huge boogers on my face. Turns out I needed a kleenex! LOL

DRAMA!!!

So I went back to work 1 month ago today. I go for 4hrs a day 5 days a week. Its awesome, I get to play with the boys in the morning and then off to work I go for the afternoon. We have a sitter come to our house so the boys even get their naps in. Its awesome! Well at least it used to me. Seems that Wyatt is having some separation issues. When the sitter comes he begins to hug me and doesn't want to let go. Talking to him calmly and offers of stories from the sitter help, but he is acting out in other ways. He is not napping enough and is a total over the top drama king. This morning I could hear him crying softly in his room, I went to hug him and then brought him to our bed (normal) and he FREAKED out. Full out crying fit. I asked what was wrong and he informed me that he didn't want to be in my bed. He then wondered around the house crying. Wolfgang found this totally funny and copied him. After 20minutes Wyatt came to me and asked to cuddle me in my bed.

Wow.

Talk about full circle!

I hope he adjusts soon, I am not sure how much more of this attitude I can take!

Wolf on the other hand is Mr. Bright and Cheery! He is talking up a storm and is a total parrot. Most words are so clear. Its unbelievable how vocal he is. His favorite work is "nak" (snack). He loves to run to the cold storage and find goodies to munch on. His current top "nak" is "ice cake" (rice cake)... and with that, it appears it is time to feed the monster!

a squeeze tight!

Its been way to long since I've posted anything here so thought I should start it back up.  i wanted to blog about the boys and growing up, this blog is for me to be able to look back and enjoy over the years...
I wont post everyday, but i will share the little funnies and likely the frustrations as well!
So todays funny...
While driving back from a "Mommy Wyatt day" (shopping) Wyatt sneezed.  I said "Bless you" to which he responded "why does Nanny Susie say 'a squeeze tight' not bless you?"
I had to giggle, my mom always responds to a sneeze with the German "Gehzundheit" which means "stay healthy" but I guess to him she says "a squeeze tight"

Date Night!

I had a wonderful date tonight with my sweet Wyatt! We went to see How to Train your Dragon and had a blast! When we got to the theater Wyatt was a litter overwhelmed with all the people and the line up was a little long waiting to get our tickets and food, but I wasn't worried about a long line. I was hoping to get into the movie late to miss the previews (which are often more scary than the movie you are going to see). Well my plan didn't work out and the previews were playing when we found our seats. I don't even know what the preview was for, but it was a real life movie and Wyatt was SCARED! I calmly talked Wyatt through the preview all the while thinking to myself, "crap, what was i thinking taking him to this movie?!" After the bad preview was a preview for the new Shrek movie so that helped calm him down. Once the movie started Wyatt didn't know if he wanted to laugh or bury his head, but quickly found the movie funny and was even brave enough to sit on his own chair. Every time the dragons were missing from a scene Wyatt used his outside voice to say, "Where da daygon go? dey come back Moma?"

All in all we had a fantastic date, but my favorite moment was when Wyatt turned to me and whispered in my ear, "I la you SO much Moma!" talk about melting my heart!

smarter than you think...

I think Wolfgang hates the time from when he wakes up from nap until Wyatt wakes up.  He usually wonders around the basement calling out for "Wa. Wa."  He loves his brother and misses him dearly which is just adorable!

Well today Wolfgang wanted to nurse when he got up (normal) and then kept yelling at me even after he finished nursing (not normal).  I asked him "whats your problem?  Do you want a snack?"  He responded: "Ya" and kept nodding his head YES.  I asked, "Where are the snacks? Show Mama what you want" and he turned and walked to the cold storage and knocked on the door.  we found a suitable snack and he then happily walked to his camp chair, snack in hand.

I just can't get over how much a 13 month old understands.  I think that since little ones don't communicate with clear words they are vastly underestimated!

Eggs...

The boys each got a boiled egg in a gift basket and Wyatt was determined he would eat his at breakfast this morning.  After lots of back and forth he told me he likes eggs and he would eat it.  So I let him peal it with Nanny Susies help.  Well in the middle of taking the shell off some of the egg white also came off revealing the egg yoke Wyatt sighed loudly and said "Awe! there is no chocolate it in!"

hahahahah! Yep my kids think eggs are chocolate!

Trouble with glo-sticks

We had a great Easter and the kids and we got WAY too much chocolate!  I don't think that they boys should eat all the junk they got so I will be a good mom and help them eat up those goodies - especially the mini eggs!  In one of the bags of loot the boys got were some glo-sticks.  We've played with them lots of times before and Wyatt thinks that glo-sticks make great monster chasers.  Anyway... we sent Wyatt to bed with one.  I don't know WHAT we were thinking, but at the time it seemed like a good idea.  About 30 minutes after we got the boys in bed we heard Wyatt crying.  I ran up the stairs because it was a hurt cry.  By the time I got up the stairs the crying had turned into screams of agony.  As soon as I opened the door I could see glo-stick goop in his bed.  I grabbed him and ran for the bathroom to see WHERE the goop got.  his eye was blood shot and he kept screaming "my eye Mom-Ma! My EYE!!!"  I jumped in the bath and yelled at Marc to get me a cup of water.  Flushing the eye with water was quite a feat and I was soaked after 1 rinse.  Wyatt immediately told us "It feeling MUCH better, I go back my crib now".  I rinsed it twice more which was greeted with lots more screaming from Wyatt and then snuggled him on Mommy and Daddy's bed.  Once he was settled back down I went to put him back to bed and he started crying all over again.  Worried that his eye was still burning I asked what was wrong... his response "Where's my [glo] stick?  Awe! Daddy put it in the garbage" !