* My name is Why-it. That is how I say Wyatt. When my mom or dad ask me what letter it starts with I say “ka, ka, ka, Beeeeee”. My family thinks it’s so funny.
* First thing in the morning I ask for Dax. He’s the first one I want to see. Then I usually pull his hair just ‘cause.
* I think I’m so funny. I like it when other people laugh at me being silly. I scrunch up my nose and tilt my head back like I am laughing real hard and do a fake laugh, but then everyone laughs at me. I love it
* I love juice. I don’t drink milk, I don’t drink water, just juice. When we are out of juice and my mom tries to give me water or milk, it doesn’t go over so well. I usually throw a little fit and throw my cup. My mom just walks away. I usually go back and get my drink anyway because I’m just too thirsty not too.
* I LOVE Bolt. I think it was one of the first words I ever said. For Christmas Santa brought me my very own Bolt stuffed dog and I sleep with it every night. I wish Disney would produce some more Bolt stuff.
*I ditched my booster seat at the dinner table months and months and months ago. I didn’t want to be strapped in and eat my dinner off a tray. I wanted a big seat, a real plate and a Diego placement. Now I’m a happy boy at the table with a towel under my bum.
* I’m a big snacker. I still eat my meals (most the time) but I love to snack in between. I like fishy’s, and cheeeeese and “treats”. That usually equals a granola bar even though I’d much rather have a cookie or piece of chocolate. Good thing my mom keeps the fact that I hate to brush my teeth in mind when she is serving me snacks.
* When I get my diaper changed I love to run to the potty and sit down. But guess what, I go a little every time! My mom and dad thought they should run with this and crossed their fingers that I would be potty trained by two. They bought me Toy Story underwear but I didn’t like them…too airy I guess. I think they’re planning on trying again soon. And everytime I run to the bathroom with no diaper on I ask to take my shirt off. And each time my mom says no but I still ask. Every. Time.
* I love my boots. I wear them everyday, even to church. I have brown cowboy ones and yellow plastic rain ones. I think I will be really sad when I outgrow them. I love my boots.
*I love to read. My favorite book is Richard Scary and I look for the “tu-ule” (turtle) on every page until I find it. I sit in my airplane rocking chair and read and read. Sometimes I let Dax read to me and my mom thinks it’s the cutest thing ever.
*I love my cars. I love to line them up and drive them along the couch. I love piling them into whatever other toy I am playing with. A boy can never have too many cars.
*I love to color and I love play-dough, but not at the same time.
*I’m a dipper. I love ketchup, syrup, ranch, salsa, and guacamole.
*I’m on the verge of being kicked out of nursery. It’s true. There is this one little girl. Yes, I pull her hair and push and kick, and I tell my mom about it afterward every time. But my nursery leaders have a handle on me and say that I don’t need dad to come in a supervise me…but he might anyway.
*I love dogs. We don’t have one but when my dad sees me playing with them he really thinks we should get one. I know mom though, she’ll never allow it.
*I understand everything. I may not always listen but I always understand because as soon as my mommy or daddy asks Dax to do something I love to try and beat him to it. I’m sneaky like that.
*I sleep in a big boy bed. When I started crawling out of my crib it was gone in a matter of days. But I had no problem staying in my big boy bed. I love all the room I have and that daddy can lay down next to me. Sometimes he falls asleep before me.
* I love my boots. I wear them everyday, even to church. I have brown cowboy ones and yellow plastic rain ones. I think I will be really sad when I outgrow them. I love my boots.
*I love to read. My favorite book is Richard Scary and I look for the “tu-ule” (turtle) on every page until I find it. I sit in my airplane rocking chair and read and read. Sometimes I let Dax read to me and my mom thinks it’s the cutest thing ever.
*I love my cars. I love to line them up and drive them along the couch. I love piling them into whatever other toy I am playing with. A boy can never have too many cars.
*I love to color and I love play-dough, but not at the same time.
*I’m a dipper. I love ketchup, syrup, ranch, salsa, and guacamole.
*I’m on the verge of being kicked out of nursery. It’s true. There is this one little girl. Yes, I pull her hair and push and kick, and I tell my mom about it afterward every time. But my nursery leaders have a handle on me and say that I don’t need dad to come in a supervise me…but he might anyway.
*I love dogs. We don’t have one but when my dad sees me playing with them he really thinks we should get one. I know mom though, she’ll never allow it.
*I understand everything. I may not always listen but I always understand because as soon as my mommy or daddy asks Dax to do something I love to try and beat him to it. I’m sneaky like that.
*I sleep in a big boy bed. When I started crawling out of my crib it was gone in a matter of days. But I had no problem staying in my big boy bed. I love all the room I have and that daddy can lay down next to me. Sometimes he falls asleep before me.
*I love balloons.
*I love calling out the spots on mommy’s face before I kiss it. “a check” kiss kiss, “a nose” kiss kiss, “a hair” kiss. My mom laughs so hard.
*I love calling out the spots on mommy’s face before I kiss it. “a check” kiss kiss, “a nose” kiss kiss, “a hair” kiss. My mom laughs so hard.
*I love to pull the pancake mix out of the pantry and drag it around the house. It’s my favorite thing to eat, no matter what time.
* I love the color red. I say that everything is red, even if it isn't.
* Whenever I wear a sweatshirt I wear my hood up over my head to cover my ears. Even if it isn't that cold outside, I still wear my hood on.
* I don't like to get my hair done. My mom knows this and only gets me to try and sit still on Sunday's, but I still usually win and don't get that sticky stuff put in. I think she knows that even without gel in my hair, I can still look cute with all that blonde hair.
*Everyday I ask to go to Grandpa's house. And everyday I pretend I am on the phone calling Grandpa. And every time I see Grandma, I ask where Grandpa is. I love my grandpa's.
* I don't like pictures. And I don't like to hold still for pictures. And my mom needs a faster shutter speed if she is going to keep up with me. And you probably won't see any pictures from my birthday party, because all my birthday pictures are blurry.