tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-201412512024-03-07T18:31:15.243-06:00The Life of WyattAll about my son, Wyatt. From being a newborn until now.Alisonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03773583685106588796noreply@blogger.comBlogger151125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20141251.post-31210935395521357212015-02-03T13:02:00.001-06:002015-02-03T13:03:54.185-06:00School CrapUgh!!!<br />
So frustrating! Wyatt has an "F" in Math for the 1st, 2nd, & 3rd 6 weeks!!! He can only pass if he gets "C's" for the next 3 6 weeks!!! :-/ They're going so fast... it's like there's a new math lesson every week before the last lesson was even mastered! Geez... I think Wyatt got lost when it was just addition and subtraction with 3 numbers!!! It's because of Common Core :(<br />
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I met up with his teacher today. We discussed what we can do. She said Wyatt is very distracted... in his own world a lot of the times. She said she can have him sit at her desk when she gives them homework time and give him incentives to actually do it. Snacks, stickers, erasers, etc... And also that she'd have the aide work solely on math when she comes in. She also said she'd check with learning center to see if they're working on the same lessons. I'll talk to Wyatt about focusing in class. I also told her I'd work on incentives too... like pay him for each grade on his weekly test papers (not "F's" obviously... maybe not even "D's" either; I'll see). I had told her how we're working on homework until past his bedtime Monday - Thursday. She said she'll try to get him to get most (if not all) done before leaving school (this would be at those times she gives them for homework or any other free time).<br />
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<br />Alisonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03773583685106588796noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20141251.post-43882270422544768102014-11-14T11:21:00.001-06:002014-11-14T11:21:37.428-06:00Clay Angel<p dir="ltr">Wyatt made this :-)</p>
Alisonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03773583685106588796noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20141251.post-412315333357093762014-10-04T15:17:00.001-05:002014-10-04T15:17:03.983-05:00You can do anything! <p dir="ltr">So, as Wyatt plays in the dirt, he looks up at me and says, "If you think like me, you can build anything!"</p>
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<p dir="ltr">So, Jeremy thinks, after looking closely at it, that he needs to relieve some of that pressure. Wyatt starts crying and shaking before anything is done. I clip his toenails and Jeremy sanitizes a needle. He begins poking different areas and nothing but pain for Wyatt. Finally, he gets it in the right spot and a thin stream of blood starts squirting out! It went so far that it reached the other sofa!!! Tiny drops of blood were on his Xbox controller and on the glass top of the coffee table. After a few more pokes, Wyatt's toe looked so much better! My poor baby :-(</p>
<p dir="ltr">So crazy that in those 3 days, not one of us noticed him walking funny (because I guess he didn't) nor did we notice his toe :-( :-( :-(</p>
Alisonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03773583685106588796noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20141251.post-70854931452288801322014-01-24T15:39:00.001-06:002014-01-24T15:39:09.402-06:00Zelda and Wyatt<p dir="ltr">Zelda sleeping on Wyatt <u>:-D</u></p>
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<b><span style="color: blue;">My little sweetie-pie is now 8 yrs old!</span></b> </h2>
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OMG! Time flies by so quickly!!!<br>
<br>I was looking at his baby pics on this blog... and missing that baby so much!<br>
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I'll bake his cake in a few minutes... have that ready for him for when he gets home from school; although, we won't do anything until his dad gets home from work :)<br><br>
Today is also the last day before Christmas & New Year's Vacation :)<br><br>Oh, we bought him a bow and arrow set from Academy for his birthday :D He's always talking about wanting a bow and arrow gun (that's what he calls crossbows)... we wanted to get him a basic bow first; let him learn on that before moving to the crossbow :D I think he'll be thrilled! :D<br><br>Update on him:<br>
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He still likes snuggling with me on the sofa :)<br>
He wears a 7/8 slim pants<br>
Size 1 shoe<br>
size 7/8 shirt<br>
he's 48.5" tall<div>weighs 48.5 lbs</div><div>(Crazy how those two mmeasurements are the same, huh?)</div><div><br>
<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCZQgvZG-zNLM5LMgcQUWhe8GXHMdr_BFKSUk0c47EIjmYrjia-u2C4suU3thhvhH2iz5yL6BnPoBwKoah-hWyC9jVtWwYuzYZ-vk8C1UizRZCpfrf2v5AjJOHurQrd4XKd9mh/s1600/IMG_20131220_090335.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCZQgvZG-zNLM5LMgcQUWhe8GXHMdr_BFKSUk0c47EIjmYrjia-u2C4suU3thhvhH2iz5yL6BnPoBwKoah-hWyC9jVtWwYuzYZ-vk8C1UizRZCpfrf2v5AjJOHurQrd4XKd9mh/s320/IMG_20131220_090335.jpg" width="320"></a>He still has a hard time with "r" words and words ending with "er"... hehe He actually probably sounds a lot like I did when I was a little kid! I used to say, "puss" for "purse" and he does too... He's very aware of it and tries to correct himself and sometimes just says he can't say it. He gets teased at school because of it. However, it doesn't seem to bother him. Everyday, I ask him how was school and everyday he says it was great... ha ha ha He doesn't come home sad or upset looking... usually he has a smile on his face :D<br>
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He's doing ok in school... making about a "C" average... last year he had practically straight "A's" on all his tests... this year.... it's been harder... It's probably because of that <a href="http://www.corestandards.org/" target="_blank">Common Core</a> curriculum; no one likes it.<br>
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Another day, he comes up and hugs me. He tells me, "I like giving you random hugs!" And I'm like, yeah, I like your hugs :) Then he says, "You give me random hugs... but, its kind of obvious because I can hear you tip toe behind me." :D ha ha ha The words he says...Alisonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03773583685106588796noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20141251.post-75499246585566877722013-04-10T12:43:00.000-05:002013-04-10T12:43:01.778-05:00Update on WyattMy sweetie-pie, Wyatt, is doing soooo well in school! I'm sooo impressed with his education! He brings home "A's" in spelling!!! woohoo! The only thing he may have a slight problem is with math... funny, huh, being a male and all... :D<br />
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He's 7 and in 1st grade :) He still likes to snuggle with me on the sofa; he'll ask me if we can snuggle on the weekends :) His hair is cut short bc he wanted it that way; wanted it army man style! So, we didn't do it quite that extreme... tried to modernize it :)<br />
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He loves his Christmas gift; which is a DSi XL :) It came with Mario Kart preloaded - which is an awesome deal! You can't buy any Mario games cheap nowadays!!! For any game system!<br />
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He loves to do front flips on the trampoline. He's attempting back flips too. What he does is bounce on his back first and try to flip back... doesn't have it yet... but, I don't think it'll take him long to do that. :)<br />
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Very social! Likes showing off...ha ha Loves hugs... even from his sisters :) He dances :) Likes the Ben 10 shows. He still mispronounces some words... more like mispronounces certain sounds... like the 'er' sound is more like 'or'. Loves our animals (2 Pits, cat, and Guinea Pig).Alisonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03773583685106588796noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20141251.post-44968761823167188772012-10-23T14:05:00.000-05:002012-10-23T14:05:26.518-05:002 Years Later...Yes, Yes, Yes, I know! Shame on me for not blogging for the last 2 yrs!!! <br /><br />My sweetie, Wyatt :) He's 6½ and in 1st grade :) He is doing really well so far :) He, of course, like most any other kid, doesn't like having to do homework Mon-Thur...<br />This is his second year with the Flea/Flies. He is a Fly. He has practice twice a week and I think he's enjoying it :)) His game is on November 4th, 2012 (Sunday).<br />He's lost 6 baby teeth. He wears a size 6 slim. He is cut! Six-pack already! Does front flips on the trampoline. He still has a problem saying some words but, its getting better. I really think the speech impediment two of my kids have had may be genetic... because from what I've been told all my life, he sounds just like I did! LOL Also, my sister, Cherie, used to have a problem (just not too bad) bc she's the reason I had a nickname until I got to Kindergarten! She couldn't say my name right and sounded more like a curse word... ass-in... :-P And her 3rd daughter had a speech thing. My oldest sister's 4th child had a speech thing... And I remember my 1st cousin being in speech for a while... so, I'm thinking its genetic! ha ha ha<br />
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<span style="color: orange;"><b style="background-color: black;">And Wyatt will be a Dementor from <i>Harry Potter</i> for Halloween this year! He picked it out after looking at countless amounts of costumes online and in Wal-Mart. He was going with werewolf for a while and when he saw the dementor's costume, that's the one he wanted! :D So, it came in yesterday and he just had to try it on after football practice! :D Loves it, of course! I'll post pictures!!! Promise!!!</b></span>Alisonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03773583685106588796noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20141251.post-32828244853332943472010-06-05T14:31:00.000-05:002010-06-05T14:31:45.068-05:00Wyatt doing a front flip in the water<object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/vT1kGDhd-U4&hl=en_US&fs=1"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/vT1kGDhd-U4&hl=en_US&fs=1" allowscriptaccess="never" allowfullscreen="true" wmode="transparent" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br /><br /><br />At the end of last month (May 2010), we bought a 3ft x 12ft pool. By the 3rd day, Wyatt was totally comfortable with his head under the water. Day 4, he was swimming... Day 5 & 6, he was doing front flips and back flips under the water!!! OMG!!! He's a fish! hehehe He may be so comfortable because of being born in water? IDKAlisonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03773583685106588796noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20141251.post-2306970326104960052010-03-03T12:29:00.002-06:002010-03-03T14:27:21.810-06:00Wyatt's 4 yrs old (since late December... lol)<div style="text-align: center;">My cutie-pie son is 4 yrs old and so 'fweet' :D <br /></div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiiVl99jUUwkLHhI8IWMAPgx5nofEAjijGTjZ6XVMLSrPTGQamgIwCodj5Sco8tUDp-FLwdbHX3p3Z4eEmp-UKaIJ95_LULDxcRXrGGUZClJ3bBx2_abwT9U9MBf9novq2uEg1n/s1600-h/wyatt021110b.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiiVl99jUUwkLHhI8IWMAPgx5nofEAjijGTjZ6XVMLSrPTGQamgIwCodj5Sco8tUDp-FLwdbHX3p3Z4eEmp-UKaIJ95_LULDxcRXrGGUZClJ3bBx2_abwT9U9MBf9novq2uEg1n/s400/wyatt021110b.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444505896448395202" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGxQ7P3IjrM13WxgTMpL-CVYndKpjHKosg8Q2Al3FgZ2H0pEzeq4il3WhUCifptTIsZ3rrG_zgTfWHi8RCnJPMP3ckdU-jLzKRjtR0M0thYCUsxj9ceN4eUKR6CvY4puwtsoqD/s1600-h/wyatt021110c.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 370px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGxQ7P3IjrM13WxgTMpL-CVYndKpjHKosg8Q2Al3FgZ2H0pEzeq4il3WhUCifptTIsZ3rrG_zgTfWHi8RCnJPMP3ckdU-jLzKRjtR0M0thYCUsxj9ceN4eUKR6CvY4puwtsoqD/s400/wyatt021110c.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444505895249320146" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjur4DRYX1n5BLtltW2qNdUzXT97ysaEDuCie3yxXnjP325NVBEY567qMiWaNg2cBDsTLzTZziUmA6AHl2uUSzVwXKKg_JIg7jW-NGHiS4oXDQZgs2gv6q1qn-Bp8OlWLoeQ9sF/s1600-h/wyatt021110.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjur4DRYX1n5BLtltW2qNdUzXT97ysaEDuCie3yxXnjP325NVBEY567qMiWaNg2cBDsTLzTZziUmA6AHl2uUSzVwXKKg_JIg7jW-NGHiS4oXDQZgs2gv6q1qn-Bp8OlWLoeQ9sF/s400/wyatt021110.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444505888376751954" border="0" /></a><br />Loves our cats :) Here he is with Cosmo :)<br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgl2kl-EpB8hvckIdPMAyWThxF-7pppu9naJ2_jnQmWmjk8juDVKHqN9HXfICImNugKmjbEIao2xkSZDcOrfxP5svJ5-X6la0x3MkpntO6q3FVEQtmti6e-vU32H-KAbwbhlZMG/s1600-h/wyatt010310.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgl2kl-EpB8hvckIdPMAyWThxF-7pppu9naJ2_jnQmWmjk8juDVKHqN9HXfICImNugKmjbEIao2xkSZDcOrfxP5svJ5-X6la0x3MkpntO6q3FVEQtmti6e-vU32H-KAbwbhlZMG/s400/wyatt010310.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444505882378745570" border="0" /></a>Alisonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03773583685106588796noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20141251.post-30318104191368071552009-12-16T09:00:00.004-06:002009-12-16T11:03:48.297-06:00Mini UpdateJust wanted to jot a few things down so that they aren't forgotten :D<br />Wyatt'll be 4 yrs old on the 20th :) And he's soooo cute :D lol (of course :D)<br /><br />He has a cute accent. There's a little girl down the road that's friends with Ursula and her name is Markie. He pronounces it Mah key. He still has a hard time pronounces "L's"... they sound like "W's" instead. He says "nuffin" for 'nothing'. Like, if he's telling me something and I don't understand what he's saying, and I ask him to repeat, sometimes he'll say, "nuffin". lol<br /><br />Instead of 'forgot' he says "got for"... no idea why he transposes those syllables... When we correct him, he says it right.<br /><br />He has 2 new tricks!!! The other day, in the living room, he went upside down, and spun!!! Jeremy and I were like, "wha wha what???" And then, later, he stood on his head without any support! He did it all by himself, in the middle of the floor!!! He stayed like that for at least 10 seconds if not longer! Of course, he's been practicing a lot... LOL He's constantly upside on the sofas! He also tries to do cartwheels :) He does flips on the sofas. He can climb up on any of the counters without assistance such as chairs or stools. He's figured out how to unlock the chain lock on the door... he'll use something long, reach up, and work on it until he undoes it. (yeah, wonderful, huh? That was my safety net if I had to use the bathroom or something... to make sure he was safe... now I have to listen to make sure he's not trying to unlock the door!).<br /><br />I guess he's trying to establish what he can control because he'll tell me how to show affection towards him... such as, he'll say, "No hugs, just one kiss; No kiss, just a hug; 2 kisses - one on each cheek; tight hug; soft hug"; etc.<br /><br />He's really into dinosaurs right now. His favorite show is on PBS, "Dinosaur Train".<br /><br />He's also into Batman and Spiderman.<br /><br />These are shows he asks to watch: The Fairly Odd Parents (he refers to this show as "Timmy Turner"... i.e. "Put it on Timmy Turner, mom!"), Johnny Test, Chowder (weird-ass show...), Max & Ruby, & Curious George.<br /><br />He'll go up to Jeremy and warn him, "I'm about to punch you..." and do it... hehehe Its funny... he's got quite a punch. And of course, Jeremy loves it (Jeremy was a boxer once upon a time). But, I tell Wyatt he can only punch his dad. He also gets a running start sometimes, and then punches him or he'll come from above and fly or drop towards Jeremy and punch. When Jeremy blocks, Wyatt will find a way to punch in between his arms or hands.<br /><br />He hasn't nursed in months! woohoo! My first time without someone connected to me in almost 11 yrs! ha ha ha<br /><br />He is still in our bed... in the summer, we had him going to bed with the girls... and it worked out great! But, with school in, he was just keeping the girls up too late on some nights. So, if he's not sleeping before they go to bed, he comes to bed with us. If he's sleeping, we'll put him in one of their beds. Speaking of sleeping with him... he just HAS to have his feet on me... or rather, on top of me... LOL<br /><br />A couple of weeks ago, we had Soleil (my 10 yr. old niece) here for 3 weeks. He just loved that. Soleil's family (my sister) had come down from Georgia in October to celebrate the two 10-yr-olds bdays and Soleil was able to stay... anyways, from the time Wyatt saw her, he liked her :P He told her how pretty she was. Said she was his girlfriend (gurl-fren). While she here, he'd tell her, just whenever, that she was pwetty. hehehe<br /><br />Speaking about him already displaying maleness concerning females... (heh heh), there's a Victoria's Secret commercial that comes on... first, we noticed that he'd stop whatever he was doing to watch the commercial. At the end, the commercial says something like, 'she's the bombshell'. Well, I never paid attention to it too much... mostly because I can't fit anything they sell at that store :/ lol But, I had heard Wyatt commenting, after seeing a pretty lady on TV or in a magazine that she was a bombshell... I was like thinking that he was meaning something like, 'she's the bomb' but not knowing where he'd get that from... but, the other night, we heard it on that commercial and Jeremy & I looked at each other and laughed :D "THAT'S where he got it!" hehe He picks up all kinds of things from TV... Like, "I didn't see that coming!" hahaha<br /><br />I recently got Jeremy to cut his hair :) And its sooooo cute! I love it! I told Jeremy wanted to be able to see his eyes! He cut it like I had asked :)<br /><br />I'll post pics on the next blog entry.Alisonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03773583685106588796noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20141251.post-49850756787207221042009-10-09T09:03:00.005-05:002009-10-09T10:57:09.504-05:00October 2009 Update :D<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2nOP2_NvXy5ni7RHw5L0oz9H6YS-FmFNvEBuHWj7XQIKifhFrisle8ZRc9Xg0C-JA7DvwM7fRWPJENN3xwckb7HY5QaePJjJYM5i_JsCbHF9Y5eOrbO9hdguI7JTZAd9W7A12/s1600-h/wyatt082109.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2nOP2_NvXy5ni7RHw5L0oz9H6YS-FmFNvEBuHWj7XQIKifhFrisle8ZRc9Xg0C-JA7DvwM7fRWPJENN3xwckb7HY5QaePJjJYM5i_JsCbHF9Y5eOrbO9hdguI7JTZAd9W7A12/s400/wyatt082109.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390628769759494610" border="0" /></a><br />Wyatt on August 21st, 2009<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEji_fo5tWh-BVDByzK8SsE__816tVWMvfdviIlrwhOFzeIQt6hyphenhyphenVttHubFQtyo6DShd7C_tWkYS-XoprImJjxgcR93_C7hQwJWUH7Td6EOSweUspL0deh4tlqEhd-HUridN6lBW/s1600-h/wyatt100609.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 307px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEji_fo5tWh-BVDByzK8SsE__816tVWMvfdviIlrwhOFzeIQt6hyphenhyphenVttHubFQtyo6DShd7C_tWkYS-XoprImJjxgcR93_C7hQwJWUH7Td6EOSweUspL0deh4tlqEhd-HUridN6lBW/s400/wyatt100609.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390628777813168978" border="0" /></a><br />Wyatt on October 6th, 2009<br /></div><br />Just a brief update on stuff Wyatt says and does; favorites... :D<br /><br />Everything's 'two times'... as in, "I did that two times.", "I said it two times already.", etc<br />He says, "You rock, Mom/Dad!" lol "Awesome!" "I do that all the time!" "I fought (thought) so"He pronounces Calista's name "Karista/Krista" and Ursula's name "Ursuwa".<br /><br />He's not punching everyone too much anymore... although, sometimes, he does a running start and does some sort of power punch to his dad... LOL Or he'll climb up on something and jump down with a punch to Jeremy...<br /><br />When watching a kids' channel (with all those toy commercials), he constantly demands of me, "You gotta get that/those!" lol I'll repeat it as a question, back to him and he'll say, "yep".<br /><br />His favorites shows right now (ones he asks to watch, if they're on) are: Transformers, Max & Ruby, Tom & Jerry, Timmy Turner (Fairly Odd Parents), Johnny Test, Batman (cartoon or not) and Spongebob Squarepants. And if its something he's not interested in watching, "Mom, I don't like this one!"<br /><br />I believe he's finally weaned! woohoo! Does that mean I get to have my breasts back, to myself, after all these years???? wha wha what??? LOLAlisonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03773583685106588796noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20141251.post-66696945504364591082009-08-20T08:50:00.003-05:002009-08-20T11:23:42.528-05:00Just Stuff<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjnsralj7xOrbDbjYK_d9Fqp_Ew-yI2tDVsnD2dKDYmBDLKunwBBXIc5gaxzYuKHU9lUbgJUEekRYJAgbbnLImgZPcDpMVVOiXwObjXdPQW4jCL31VIR4dNAeIBU1fknRdgdgb/s1600-h/wyatt072609i.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjnsralj7xOrbDbjYK_d9Fqp_Ew-yI2tDVsnD2dKDYmBDLKunwBBXIc5gaxzYuKHU9lUbgJUEekRYJAgbbnLImgZPcDpMVVOiXwObjXdPQW4jCL31VIR4dNAeIBU1fknRdgdgb/s400/wyatt072609i.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372081915708777426" border="0" /></a><br />Awww, sweet smile :) Just not at the camera.... ha ha ha<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi9YDmGDrx8ZyuBFcBNNnxS5SzcpelUqXxTg70Oh55xB2g5fkp3rO43srNFwZxCnJcEJs2fkdguxpevg827rPNCMGbsaZqSny6jHcSIxYprXHCJSuaA_dqoHDQsOb7xhRqR40pW/s1600-h/wyatt072609d.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 324px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi9YDmGDrx8ZyuBFcBNNnxS5SzcpelUqXxTg70Oh55xB2g5fkp3rO43srNFwZxCnJcEJs2fkdguxpevg827rPNCMGbsaZqSny6jHcSIxYprXHCJSuaA_dqoHDQsOb7xhRqR40pW/s400/wyatt072609d.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372081911228613330" border="0" /></a><br />Fake smile... jaw jutted out...<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgrKFwvVzfbEmsrXw-hRBtvL3uWXO7ibUwTMke4-HNSSnGAlPfeCO53OtLwYjv_fBHs0GpF8er1tbwExvywwMKyiaOJtkRZ91VPdfCQeS0NaI_FYdjTVqtuzU23g9DHE7A7Aa92/s1600-h/wyatt072609c1.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgrKFwvVzfbEmsrXw-hRBtvL3uWXO7ibUwTMke4-HNSSnGAlPfeCO53OtLwYjv_fBHs0GpF8er1tbwExvywwMKyiaOJtkRZ91VPdfCQeS0NaI_FYdjTVqtuzU23g9DHE7A7Aa92/s400/wyatt072609c1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372081905162501106" border="0" /></a><br />Cheesy smile...<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQ3arwdsKVjSWOOOV-JVu8hJwuvVBLO2QGZGVtSuW2xhXF-Pn65OPW2BusHBXo0WOxVFfU-LLB8GBrdmR3esccPLxqBQZB3ZnlmAMptnYkwN-1t4t4a08DjvmbbyO-Xzwi5wuO/s1600-h/wyatt072609b.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQ3arwdsKVjSWOOOV-JVu8hJwuvVBLO2QGZGVtSuW2xhXF-Pn65OPW2BusHBXo0WOxVFfU-LLB8GBrdmR3esccPLxqBQZB3ZnlmAMptnYkwN-1t4t4a08DjvmbbyO-Xzwi5wuO/s400/wyatt072609b.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372081898750036850" border="0" /></a><br />Grin</div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqC-LCrqrMHHL1-upEf3mMo9VlO7slDTpatz_KVbjdgus61Q_fRnKMhuZlpFWet2QaqMu3ielOFcF8EZmY2tDX4I9A3VV23Cz7YtY3vcRZLazROAa2po6T7LpRcMy-g-1zRxn2/s1600-h/wyatt072609.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqC-LCrqrMHHL1-upEf3mMo9VlO7slDTpatz_KVbjdgus61Q_fRnKMhuZlpFWet2QaqMu3ielOFcF8EZmY2tDX4I9A3VV23Cz7YtY3vcRZLazROAa2po6T7LpRcMy-g-1zRxn2/s400/wyatt072609.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372081893965101202" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhpEEmpZOomsCQVQCQ_vPVyAk7zb5P_Ll7Xlx3WAt5_QNID2F4YDskyfLE0pVqPsoxVGuHv89xu75conuf-QM3ZkQnrECA2yEhxH7nZjSSznbhvnpQz0YzfHBtgrHGlEbYqMQnL/s1600-h/wyatt072609h1.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhpEEmpZOomsCQVQCQ_vPVyAk7zb5P_Ll7Xlx3WAt5_QNID2F4YDskyfLE0pVqPsoxVGuHv89xu75conuf-QM3ZkQnrECA2yEhxH7nZjSSznbhvnpQz0YzfHBtgrHGlEbYqMQnL/s400/wyatt072609h1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372081005371357298" border="0" /></a><br />WTH? lol<br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhImFJAmkU-nh-YjxByrtcBB0RCa6Y7Cu0Bv5SQjg9Q93htbxszQkSk61s0WddadLJJFzRhZUtWIvo7uzfNZ5i9TP6SdrL0rGdat6aJo-aau4MvhZS0IJBlhcGeDQtMSy2gha_T/s1600-h/wyatt072609g1.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhImFJAmkU-nh-YjxByrtcBB0RCa6Y7Cu0Bv5SQjg9Q93htbxszQkSk61s0WddadLJJFzRhZUtWIvo7uzfNZ5i9TP6SdrL0rGdat6aJo-aau4MvhZS0IJBlhcGeDQtMSy2gha_T/s400/wyatt072609g1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372081002575857714" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgHYPNF-MB2Fly93TnvGcNj0iCT58OcozmaJndhPivtDX7TKnVXRiD5XMueJ4YHnlhHf_KDZsYH15RWcaq6VPmBYIouVphQlWJk5Z-tjkCWWHvX5RPTpcSjfpAPrA7Q9gNT5igd/s1600-h/wyatt072609f1.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 279px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgHYPNF-MB2Fly93TnvGcNj0iCT58OcozmaJndhPivtDX7TKnVXRiD5XMueJ4YHnlhHf_KDZsYH15RWcaq6VPmBYIouVphQlWJk5Z-tjkCWWHvX5RPTpcSjfpAPrA7Q9gNT5igd/s400/wyatt072609f1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372080995308429858" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9or8xh8s-gOX4buWsfMIPhoCDIdrRqG6XH4Z7mjw0QmSurP_q6TKHwHFwToVW68XJsD8Ut2WYkIF3CAE6vEbKrhyphenhyphenpggSlvFhfMELp_osOYFUuH1rxVUqMheLrCcpAn9wpiyva/s1600-h/wyatt072609e1.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9or8xh8s-gOX4buWsfMIPhoCDIdrRqG6XH4Z7mjw0QmSurP_q6TKHwHFwToVW68XJsD8Ut2WYkIF3CAE6vEbKrhyphenhyphenpggSlvFhfMELp_osOYFUuH1rxVUqMheLrCcpAn9wpiyva/s400/wyatt072609e1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372080987617537970" border="0" /></a>Funny face... ha ha ha ha<br />Here's a B&W version of the above pic :D<br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgP05uLy5CeyW5L8RHLaNYbN7CPuS6HyCbuzxHryOFIlpnOp-Tw45MsPC4b_kTgoLyw_g0hAXt7M16ghor6gRs1HnMfwPkooM2piAA4MnRmfOA7AK9j8EtkdRXnmVTOcvds7Iwf/s1600-h/wyatt072609e2.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgP05uLy5CeyW5L8RHLaNYbN7CPuS6HyCbuzxHryOFIlpnOp-Tw45MsPC4b_kTgoLyw_g0hAXt7M16ghor6gRs1HnMfwPkooM2piAA4MnRmfOA7AK9j8EtkdRXnmVTOcvds7Iwf/s400/wyatt072609e2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372080985499733202" border="0" /></a><br />Wyatt is so funny :D He's always making me laugh or smile :)<br /><br />He's quite imaginative and plays very well by himself... even if there's no toys around, he'll play with his toes or something like that :D<br /><br />His things to say right now are: ".... is my favorite" or ".... is not my favorite", "I got this for my birthday" or "I want .... for my birthday", he'll be talking to one of the cats... saying something like, "You're so tute (cute)" and follow that with "do ya? do ya? do ya?"... LOL I was hearing him say that a lot, and then I told Jeremy about it, how cute it was, and Wyatt stopped saying it as much... hehehe That's why you have to talk very low or in another room... :P Another thing, is that I'll ask him why he did something, and he'll say, quite truthfully, " 'cause I want to". Something else... sometimes when I ask what he said, he'll tell me, "I'm talking to myself".<br /><br />He still isn't too thrilled about wearing shorts/pants. He'll wear shirts now though... even ask to wear one. He'll wear his underwear, a shirt, and tennis shoes outside.... ha ha ha<br /><br />He's still sleeping with the girls :) Either one will do... We have the girls in separate rooms now. Sometimes he'll come up to me and tell he's "so sweepy (sleepy)".<br /><br />He still nurses occassionally. Not very often at all. I'll ask him, while he climbs up on my lap, getting into position and raising my shirt up, "Why do you want to nurse?" and he'll just smile, and say, " 'cause I want to"... ha ha ha ha<br /><br />He loves playing, of course. He loves playing with his sisters. They do fight still, but, I guess that's normal. I have to say that he isn't punching so much anymore! Yay! But, he does wrestle them down to the ground... ha ha ha Usually, they're both laughing when he does that.<br /><br />Oh, I guess this is something he's going through, a stage or something... but, sometimes, he won't kiss Jeremy or hug him... Jeremy will convince him to at least give him 'five'... And with me, sometimes he'll tell me "no kiss, just hugs" or vice versa.Alisonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03773583685106588796noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20141251.post-38336544325314767922009-06-17T10:01:00.003-05:002009-06-17T10:19:36.472-05:00Transition From Our Bed...OMG... its amazing! Wyatt sleeps with his sisters now!!! And it wasn't hard at all to transition him there!!! The first night was the worst... Jeremy told him to go to be with the girls... he cried, tried to cling to me, Jeremy took him from me... we gave him kisses and Calista took his hand and led him to the room. We heard him crying for maybe 10 minutes... probably not that long... and then silence. All 3 were sleeping. The next two nights, he cried/complained but, less time being upset in bed... by night 4, he told us good-night, brushed his teeth, and went to bed with the girls with no fuss whatsoever! Now, there's usually some talking, laughing, etc after they go to bed... but, it usually doesn't last more than 10-15 minutes and then they're all sleeping. We've been having them go to bed at 9:30pm.<br /><br />Well... last night... it was so crazy... Jeremy & I were watching a movie (Pearl Harbor) and it was quiet... I asked Calista, "Where's your brother?" Jeremy and Calista both got up to look for him... Wyatt had went to the girls' bedroom, laid down in bed, and pulled the covers over his head (light was on)!!! Jeremy lifted the cover to view him and Wyatt pulled the cover back down! hehehe They came out telling me that Wyatt went to bed! So, we went back in there, lifted the cover, and told him good-night, gave him kisses, and left. I checked back a few minutes later and he was sleeping! hehehe It was sooooo cute! And amazing! hehehe Neither Calista NOR Ursula was that easy to get out of bed or bedroom!!! <br /><br />Side note... this is the first time since Calista's birth we've had the bed to ourselves fulltime!!! wow!!!! Now, sometimes, Wyatt will wake up around 5am and come to bed with us... not bad :D<br /><br />I'm just sooooo weirded out about it... he he he I feel like Pink... "who knew?" (it would be so easy)... he he heAlisonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03773583685106588796noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20141251.post-87910710333213132882009-04-03T14:38:00.002-05:002009-04-03T15:04:34.418-05:00Trying to get cute pics of Wyatt is not as easy as you'd think... Take a look at the proof below and you'll understand why I take sooooo many pictures... ha ha ha<br /><br /><div style="width: 480px; text-align: center;"><embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://wmg.photobucket.com/pbwidget.swf?pbwurl=http://wmg.photobucket.com/albums/v246/alibuff/My%20Kids/Wyatt/0252a75e.pbw" width="480" height="360"></embed><a href="http://photobucket.com/slideshows" target="_blank"><img src="http://pic.photobucket.com/slideshows/btn.gif" style="border-width: 0pt; float: left;" /></a><a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v246/alibuff/My%20Kids/Wyatt/?action=view&current=0252a75e.pbw" target="_blank"><img src="http://pic.photobucket.com/slideshows/btn_viewallimages.gif" style="border-width: 0pt; float: left;" /></a></div>Alisonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03773583685106588796noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20141251.post-83432152580632369752009-02-12T15:13:00.005-06:002009-02-13T14:43:46.904-06:00Wyatt's 3 yrs old (well... for over a month now! lol)<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNeCuCXlU7g0Yj0gjEP-_mvwNv2L93Q37liUu6p3vWPDyH1u3k_HhkgX2OrZKcgC5jFQ0mRKcsvB5XJslGRwMPxZakhrYjO-P_HvTAVvkw7Tbwrwt8DAsvf3_XSB9Vs5X_bKJk/s1600-h/wyatt011909.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNeCuCXlU7g0Yj0gjEP-_mvwNv2L93Q37liUu6p3vWPDyH1u3k_HhkgX2OrZKcgC5jFQ0mRKcsvB5XJslGRwMPxZakhrYjO-P_HvTAVvkw7Tbwrwt8DAsvf3_XSB9Vs5X_bKJk/s400/wyatt011909.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302030115336172594" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiRss70di5dQy4AuBI_WAUzHsPRLmwI-sovHrEwfO8379x4MmyhcJAtSBvP7wYrF3u1_pTo3bro50XHAEUQD8qbwhVqP4wimM65TdZEPkAcGgHtf-WHvcjLIg9Kfz0pP6N2T3Oz/s1600-h/wyatt011809.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiRss70di5dQy4AuBI_WAUzHsPRLmwI-sovHrEwfO8379x4MmyhcJAtSBvP7wYrF3u1_pTo3bro50XHAEUQD8qbwhVqP4wimM65TdZEPkAcGgHtf-WHvcjLIg9Kfz0pP6N2T3Oz/s400/wyatt011809.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302030111964161570" border="0" /></a><br />Some stuff about Wyatt:<br /><br />He says, "That's what I'm talking about" or his version of it... I think he got it from Madagascar... Marty the Zebra says that, I think...<br />Says: yep!, where did that come from?, pwease!, I said 'pwease!'<br />Wants to watch DVD after DVD... such as Surf's Up, Cars, Madagascar (1&2), Ice Age the Meltdown, Kung Fu Panda, Hellboy (1&2), Harry Potter, Iron Man, & Star Wars.<br />Its so great to hear him laughing at the cartoons :D Its soooo cute :D He really is a cutie :D he he<br />He tries hopping on one foot :D<br />We bought him a little bicycle with training wheels for his 3rd bday and it didn't take him more than a week to figure out how to pedal it :) He rides that thing all around the house... he's figured out how to make it go faster and then stop pedaling to allow it to coast :D He'll coast around the corners of the kitchen table :D<br />Oh, how could I forget this... he's the 'flusher'... yes... anytime he hears someone going to the bathroom, he just HAS to flush the toilet!!! LOL He gets all upset if he can't!Alisonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03773583685106588796noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20141251.post-72872281665629836702009-02-12T14:54:00.001-06:002009-02-13T15:11:20.185-06:00Catching up with Older Pics...Since I took a break (for unknown reasons... why do I do this to myself??? lol), I'm uploading some pics I took of Wyatt since the last entry in September.<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiPwOTx1jxFenUzkI937mXm3CN-mWR6AcRXx_w9ycOmPH5p82zW3WWiCShUgkmf-IcJ-Q6L7-WNgccK8cDcx8mjnzXVNIlY5GVKjOSIpmhbdxGS2RttlFa-GBXK6coJRO3nAW-u/s1600-h/wyatt111108.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiPwOTx1jxFenUzkI937mXm3CN-mWR6AcRXx_w9ycOmPH5p82zW3WWiCShUgkmf-IcJ-Q6L7-WNgccK8cDcx8mjnzXVNIlY5GVKjOSIpmhbdxGS2RttlFa-GBXK6coJRO3nAW-u/s400/wyatt111108.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302389590768218738" border="0" /></a><br />Jeremy had to buy a new tire for his motocycle... so, he used his old one to make a little tire swing for the kids :)<br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0cB3vZzJSQI9H58r45m_gatjbOlvlaQnGStF_renPDI7wAgEc2wwxhPzVf5qdXqJfFOmGNRvcV4bnz1YnvmYNSoZwK9j2OMdcqH33Byf-PvenBuIafMm98VcWRDQeOaYzSOKH/s1600-h/wyatt110708d.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0cB3vZzJSQI9H58r45m_gatjbOlvlaQnGStF_renPDI7wAgEc2wwxhPzVf5qdXqJfFOmGNRvcV4bnz1YnvmYNSoZwK9j2OMdcqH33Byf-PvenBuIafMm98VcWRDQeOaYzSOKH/s400/wyatt110708d.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302389257275978498" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhg-NicBymTH91GOaBicfn8q3TFynvkE9Q4x9zCU_8IuCAR6rofWNcpdEpFSJ3xn1SqqjRPN5mEP5ZgMzuuwgKuO1oz5MmNEGTmRyU0UQ196H_gMTeh3u0WnNpBzmPhaDgBo_76/s1600-h/wyatt110708c.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhg-NicBymTH91GOaBicfn8q3TFynvkE9Q4x9zCU_8IuCAR6rofWNcpdEpFSJ3xn1SqqjRPN5mEP5ZgMzuuwgKuO1oz5MmNEGTmRyU0UQ196H_gMTeh3u0WnNpBzmPhaDgBo_76/s400/wyatt110708c.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302389253683494994" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgRgRrY247r5eVcyAvcjrF24K0qDzP1cJFRMidRhIvFXQJXzSOiFIKPYFNzqyLD6N-fX7h8s6-pE0NvfFOH7hyphenhyphenj5vuguUIGKKRcj1zBrO107OWt3CzV9hheHZUO1SwyGLkN5APt/s1600-h/wyatt110708b.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgRgRrY247r5eVcyAvcjrF24K0qDzP1cJFRMidRhIvFXQJXzSOiFIKPYFNzqyLD6N-fX7h8s6-pE0NvfFOH7hyphenhyphenj5vuguUIGKKRcj1zBrO107OWt3CzV9hheHZUO1SwyGLkN5APt/s400/wyatt110708b.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302389250263575314" border="0" /></a><br />Showing how long his hair was at the time... he had gotten it cut since then... but if you look at his newer pics, its almost like this again! lol<br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi67gkbJCDmrXqRuGpTHzzE9mC_sPN0CfpmfHbp9stzyywG_OjEkWLtXLxOsegxF-p76VhfzrjVmAiPxlG0-GTXXlJk6Bsng7KPPuhT941kQzAWhaXZfjFPMrfJtr9T8wb3eQGf/s1600-h/wyatt110708.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi67gkbJCDmrXqRuGpTHzzE9mC_sPN0CfpmfHbp9stzyywG_OjEkWLtXLxOsegxF-p76VhfzrjVmAiPxlG0-GTXXlJk6Bsng7KPPuhT941kQzAWhaXZfjFPMrfJtr9T8wb3eQGf/s400/wyatt110708.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302389252363855698" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEildo3q6DuLssFkBl1mJx4ADYCKG-Xej35g7nbg4QcGNbZHNosLyIIswIDCgPFdvVobRhEvV6gGxHNCPLbT-779-r-F__acgVtWitUfiZq1rStnaSSqXG3QBUl7CQc7X1IYzZhU/s1600-h/wyatt103108c.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEildo3q6DuLssFkBl1mJx4ADYCKG-Xej35g7nbg4QcGNbZHNosLyIIswIDCgPFdvVobRhEvV6gGxHNCPLbT-779-r-F__acgVtWitUfiZq1rStnaSSqXG3QBUl7CQc7X1IYzZhU/s400/wyatt103108c.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302389247149982034" border="0" /></a><br />Halloween... his 2nd time (and last!) using this cute little costume :)<br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3ZLVkQNfaoijyddu4Vnq9uKqOWd2fi95j7m3TjtnLRG9yo-1KWQvrmMNFDa9Oavvmafw-Ao0CEpKpRqqMZpQn3ezc6EGCj-uhiV8lVvk4QURKtxuNXqOwaCR0l7B8j31mvFUd/s1600-h/wyatt103108b.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3ZLVkQNfaoijyddu4Vnq9uKqOWd2fi95j7m3TjtnLRG9yo-1KWQvrmMNFDa9Oavvmafw-Ao0CEpKpRqqMZpQn3ezc6EGCj-uhiV8lVvk4QURKtxuNXqOwaCR0l7B8j31mvFUd/s400/wyatt103108b.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302388831088213506" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5OcsGqJnl2uNFG71TkslD-Lb8KmFCcOVhTMsgfxFEzLB94v5vRM7SwfyGzYsfQX1GN1HJHyPO6bhGciMRoxDAzA2zSqKqA8wfQ-nwIvj4XglFJoyRFfPEq2RwrPATyqCB2cIU/s1600-h/wyatt102108b.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5OcsGqJnl2uNFG71TkslD-Lb8KmFCcOVhTMsgfxFEzLB94v5vRM7SwfyGzYsfQX1GN1HJHyPO6bhGciMRoxDAzA2zSqKqA8wfQ-nwIvj4XglFJoyRFfPEq2RwrPATyqCB2cIU/s400/wyatt102108b.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302388833030527010" border="0" /></a><br />These pics were taken at the girls' school for cheerleading practice.<br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjIFN_IfgCuPfiW1zjI-JNlEsOiL5mg2Qu4z4RljQr_uYZnAzmrOia-LU6qvREe2I_kCFFeX2b62IQW_pGVXmNCrismo1hDOohxs2dw84gKBsaMTP-IRE6xmRRQuaRdVDV_r1f/s1600-h/wyatt102108.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjIFN_IfgCuPfiW1zjI-JNlEsOiL5mg2Qu4z4RljQr_uYZnAzmrOia-LU6qvREe2I_kCFFeX2b62IQW_pGVXmNCrismo1hDOohxs2dw84gKBsaMTP-IRE6xmRRQuaRdVDV_r1f/s400/wyatt102108.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302388827098013218" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDqIp7GobQ8zRrtUjlwMzr5GK3eJvtbSHYsSSoKJ7jwlsNhaAWf5nIKDyf7joPub8IwQloYaL8x2VExWqFtjQ635m5emODuuC_O9js8dTluE3oR8Jqhk6m0aSmyZtUx2a5yNI-/s1600-h/wyatt100508.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 368px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDqIp7GobQ8zRrtUjlwMzr5GK3eJvtbSHYsSSoKJ7jwlsNhaAWf5nIKDyf7joPub8IwQloYaL8x2VExWqFtjQ635m5emODuuC_O9js8dTluE3oR8Jqhk6m0aSmyZtUx2a5yNI-/s400/wyatt100508.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302388821974087858" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgO1vShUBQAARQ1CpcR7DkXXArGmYp6fbPemX48tXhWIx0DbMXRQIT-0s-3WZf25fnJmRQ3gLOoQrNmyoTmtuknBhQgcSo0g9bJ36ZqWODC1xqmQPdLvwMO9la_yvg1BGwJhmNR/s1600-h/wyatt093008.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 380px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgO1vShUBQAARQ1CpcR7DkXXArGmYp6fbPemX48tXhWIx0DbMXRQIT-0s-3WZf25fnJmRQ3gLOoQrNmyoTmtuknBhQgcSo0g9bJ36ZqWODC1xqmQPdLvwMO9la_yvg1BGwJhmNR/s400/wyatt093008.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302388822280339810" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;">Here he is, in action, at Calista's cheerleading practice.</div>Alisonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03773583685106588796noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20141251.post-36353252620448300702008-09-13T11:29:00.003-05:002008-09-14T11:49:12.179-05:00Another 'Cheese Me!' Moment<div style="text-align: center;">Sometimes Wyatt will just want me to take pictures of him... lol He'll point at my camera case and say, "Cheese Me, mom" :D I'll ask him if wants me to take a picture of him and he'll nod his smiling head vigorously :D Of course, he wants to see them instantly on my preview screen :)<br />So, here are some from today:<br /></div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEje-XadMDo8Xq_cb_Q8y0wVsaiD3eW66kU_V7oIEusMi_RyZglq2kRlsGEaY_Z36Pf59BpGba5EHfxJR2CaVrurqWmK0c5OECDp3Ic7IY9hXkCddnYST_yEx5cbaCp4xWJfZVcP/s1600-h/wyatt091308.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEje-XadMDo8Xq_cb_Q8y0wVsaiD3eW66kU_V7oIEusMi_RyZglq2kRlsGEaY_Z36Pf59BpGba5EHfxJR2CaVrurqWmK0c5OECDp3Ic7IY9hXkCddnYST_yEx5cbaCp4xWJfZVcP/s400/wyatt091308.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245917765175091682" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzA5OUdEfhdgNkj7jN8XuDl4_6L46YmiScwcR_FRyIGugzV1dyrMMv3KtPAMoqh6wXelRUXN7N3E4rVQUeYLrjybjqD4n6fhbAvUtHXjMgaQiq7EGiQkvRv-7M_RD_YTav7vvs/s1600-h/wyatt091308b.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzA5OUdEfhdgNkj7jN8XuDl4_6L46YmiScwcR_FRyIGugzV1dyrMMv3KtPAMoqh6wXelRUXN7N3E4rVQUeYLrjybjqD4n6fhbAvUtHXjMgaQiq7EGiQkvRv-7M_RD_YTav7vvs/s400/wyatt091308b.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245917762186888146" border="0" /></a><br />Throwing signs again... no idea why he does this... but, he's been doing things like this with his fingers for a long time now...<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZzfluA3bM-fLVRgh458zU4VJsuQWQ0_9TSSWCWjjU5X6UWoCl-i6wd9AmYx-HfB9d9mBKS6IP0vmspiWqPeYviib2p39J_mLMMPd2qyYZATCpdx9QXLJEFtE_VLIls-6TJmvu/s1600-h/wyatt091308c.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZzfluA3bM-fLVRgh458zU4VJsuQWQ0_9TSSWCWjjU5X6UWoCl-i6wd9AmYx-HfB9d9mBKS6IP0vmspiWqPeYviib2p39J_mLMMPd2qyYZATCpdx9QXLJEFtE_VLIls-6TJmvu/s400/wyatt091308c.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245917768112242882" border="0" /></a><br />Huh?</div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgmwR1tc9VSeYXz0SukfM7TvF4HFTVk6VqQXFc0AAHl7GP-03VNiMR65DLadGtVQumNQBxbdrWhk0C4bq6OBQYuNiEr0zGARTUyeaEKN43puRsVOwNtVBLQ_2sBwXSv4eMf1ghA/s1600-h/wyatt091308d.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgmwR1tc9VSeYXz0SukfM7TvF4HFTVk6VqQXFc0AAHl7GP-03VNiMR65DLadGtVQumNQBxbdrWhk0C4bq6OBQYuNiEr0zGARTUyeaEKN43puRsVOwNtVBLQ_2sBwXSv4eMf1ghA/s400/wyatt091308d.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245917769447050178" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHFKAE1HII4MIEOP-8gmxokyNkzeb85bZH-4_AduoEuo0FbZ6jc80nuG2FWHqzai-tOz7TTynGNNK3TsWJa5-C6jnH5ejN7hgVisaMltIHtKO9A4IzVTmfGMwsd5AFy6dzYWr1/s1600-h/wyatt091308e.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHFKAE1HII4MIEOP-8gmxokyNkzeb85bZH-4_AduoEuo0FbZ6jc80nuG2FWHqzai-tOz7TTynGNNK3TsWJa5-C6jnH5ejN7hgVisaMltIHtKO9A4IzVTmfGMwsd5AFy6dzYWr1/s400/wyatt091308e.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245917767108726210" border="0" /></a><br />Of course, what's a set of pictures without one with a tongue sticking out?<br /></div>Alisonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03773583685106588796noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20141251.post-84236894190341436912008-09-12T11:26:00.000-05:002008-09-14T11:29:31.507-05:00He's an Aspiring Guitar Hero<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhmai_yjOWzz1__wqRnF4CJZokg1HQpP5usD6mz_5lfAPN4c1HufEbuJ6HnYba-dwvG7yJSGyOkJ9EaOCp0wamGLWXA-_n8rGz0aDHfCJsEEh9TnB4UuYyT98Gt_-c6QN22K1r6/s1600-h/wyatt091208.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhmai_yjOWzz1__wqRnF4CJZokg1HQpP5usD6mz_5lfAPN4c1HufEbuJ6HnYba-dwvG7yJSGyOkJ9EaOCp0wamGLWXA-_n8rGz0aDHfCJsEEh9TnB4UuYyT98Gt_-c6QN22K1r6/s400/wyatt091208.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245914335218455826" border="0" /></a><br />He came to me with the GH3 guitar (strap around his neck) and the game box... "pwease, mom, pway" :)<br />So, I put it in :) Of course he only hit notes coincidently... but, he enjoyed himself :)<br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiyCBGLln9Wcx1M6hKr7aFKFP6mzzv2L8Sfjb84uXelB4JsButHndJIuY1lWWii8t3gYXsvHxwBSrfP1f3R1NoSmqkVRJBKOykSBOpOPVgMiEh9YDvQT0HzHV1JtU31qtbPXvKT/s1600-h/wyatt091208b.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiyCBGLln9Wcx1M6hKr7aFKFP6mzzv2L8Sfjb84uXelB4JsButHndJIuY1lWWii8t3gYXsvHxwBSrfP1f3R1NoSmqkVRJBKOykSBOpOPVgMiEh9YDvQT0HzHV1JtU31qtbPXvKT/s400/wyatt091208b.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245914346304305906" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiho3PnDAaLv3Hu6AsI_pflibRQRrNPUQOQitUfqnUsNt6V8NWn9wZnWgRE3UOc414wQVfJCU-288P2WxC_4DG37qqqeO1WSb3TCONoWwcX60F1utRLMhAKNoj3RcWCARMNc4dV/s1600-h/wyatt091208c.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiho3PnDAaLv3Hu6AsI_pflibRQRrNPUQOQitUfqnUsNt6V8NWn9wZnWgRE3UOc414wQVfJCU-288P2WxC_4DG37qqqeO1WSb3TCONoWwcX60F1utRLMhAKNoj3RcWCARMNc4dV/s400/wyatt091208c.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245914345623989570" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgeuqKz5Q-QoRv7Ue-QGdKGATHCOmBRLq8r3Gak6eWlIdgACgaPh2udD2NxTVFAf7bbGdnFmSKQEn2-zJsMRVAiAYUC-PV7R2IOO44YI2VPI1GesrpESxMMme49O1Er0vLIW2oJ/s1600-h/wyatt091208d.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgeuqKz5Q-QoRv7Ue-QGdKGATHCOmBRLq8r3Gak6eWlIdgACgaPh2udD2NxTVFAf7bbGdnFmSKQEn2-zJsMRVAiAYUC-PV7R2IOO44YI2VPI1GesrpESxMMme49O1Er0vLIW2oJ/s400/wyatt091208d.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245914350283343858" border="0" /></a>Alisonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03773583685106588796noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20141251.post-56826322115687068362008-08-27T11:06:00.001-05:002008-09-14T11:08:48.989-05:00Peeing in the Grass<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVK9MrZgLJLECZqANdon418u-b4zynxSZ0dyxiLZtX1E-TmzrwLog1Boe7RYgzL3yxnFsBe14cgiVjasA_KV6U8Zr3IXnSpcgOyMqfEEMXVUbVlX5sh8PdRjgflIVYBhk0yx8C/s1600-h/wyatt082708.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVK9MrZgLJLECZqANdon418u-b4zynxSZ0dyxiLZtX1E-TmzrwLog1Boe7RYgzL3yxnFsBe14cgiVjasA_KV6U8Zr3IXnSpcgOyMqfEEMXVUbVlX5sh8PdRjgflIVYBhk0yx8C/s400/wyatt082708.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245909230676560706" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;">Good ole morning pee... lol<br /><br /><br />"Pee grass, mom" "Sure son, go ahead"<br />This is most mornings... :)<br /></div>Alisonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03773583685106588796noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20141251.post-79710641964406676432008-08-22T11:04:00.000-05:002008-09-14T11:06:44.837-05:00Another 'Cheese Me!' Moment<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSnYSBJ-GQBfI9wtaTiWehodAdZBkv0KtUAWbSzJXWbOBEaJ3xhrLbKyTwyj8AglYdZhi64tEUyZmg_zzvVfYmfhCQNohTIKUN0Cnzl3S0Wog4A6Q2voustnhqVF2tklGYf6aZ/s1600-h/wyatt082208b.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSnYSBJ-GQBfI9wtaTiWehodAdZBkv0KtUAWbSzJXWbOBEaJ3xhrLbKyTwyj8AglYdZhi64tEUyZmg_zzvVfYmfhCQNohTIKUN0Cnzl3S0Wog4A6Q2voustnhqVF2tklGYf6aZ/s400/wyatt082208b.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245908722728273298" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvb7fBFjfrOXPXmS-a0rU2aeFlcsEzbpUrwU6XtlWRQNjMVaa0NjYxSCRDZ8sbR8Fp7lQgmel0iHSC0ClqbAYDQ4IdPfPE0jJNGbs4Mke3en_VQFT39BnaGZ6_jMeZhdMRHG1F/s1600-h/wyatt082208.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvb7fBFjfrOXPXmS-a0rU2aeFlcsEzbpUrwU6XtlWRQNjMVaa0NjYxSCRDZ8sbR8Fp7lQgmel0iHSC0ClqbAYDQ4IdPfPE0jJNGbs4Mke3en_VQFT39BnaGZ6_jMeZhdMRHG1F/s400/wyatt082208.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245908768775988034" border="0" /></a><br />Standing on the soloflex... lol<br /></div>Alisonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03773583685106588796noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20141251.post-11068605162137845662008-08-17T11:03:00.002-05:002008-09-14T11:04:34.470-05:00Just Because...<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi74g77juu2glCdlziUr4kdx3UTXqW_CXmC5exl8lpLmOJvkeqbYR7j5WzyICDCDhZQLT2WbWIHBcn5sOMn3mtQBJRuiOp96HcVgBzzBm_dPGrC5qCHcr74uVgZWMzDFHuIVN0U/s1600-h/wyatt081708.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi74g77juu2glCdlziUr4kdx3UTXqW_CXmC5exl8lpLmOJvkeqbYR7j5WzyICDCDhZQLT2WbWIHBcn5sOMn3mtQBJRuiOp96HcVgBzzBm_dPGrC5qCHcr74uVgZWMzDFHuIVN0U/s400/wyatt081708.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245908256136068050" border="0" /></a>Alisonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03773583685106588796noreply@blogger.com0