This picture pretty much sums up our Wyatt boy. A little raggy. A little unexpected. A little spunk. A lot of fun and laughs! He is such a character who I can't even believe is three years old today. Dax kept asking him all week, "Wyatt, can you even believe you are going to be three?" I wanted to burst into tears every time he brought it up. How can my baby be three?! It has been the most fun having TWO boys. I feel so blessed to have two little knights in shining armors to love and spend each day with. Wyatt has such a fun personality that you just smile when he comes around. He has been such a joy in our lives and I love watching him learn and grow. Here's a few things you should know about him:
His favorite color is red. And whenever he tells anyone, he makes sure that they also know that his lion's favorite color is orange. Yea, we're still working on breaking those two up.
He asks for eggs every morning for breakfast. Every. morning. Note- he only gets them about twice a week.
He loves to wear sweats. He is a big time lounger who wears sweats and warm up pants any chance he gets. I think he may have even worn them under church pants once or twice. It just wasn't worth the fight.
His favorite phrase lately is, "Holy moly guacamole". It's adorable.
He idolizes his brother. And his dad. I hope that never changes.
We must keep apple juice and crystal lite in this house at all times or there are problems. This kid does not drink milk. Juice is it.
Despite every effort to break him of this habit, Wyatt wakes up every, no really, every morning by 6am. No matter how badly I don't want to open my eyes and see him, every time I do I think how stinkin' cute he is.
When he grows up he wants to be a police man. He has never said anything different.
He loves to read to me. It's the best because he starts at the back of the book and gives an excellent cliff's note version of each story. It makes bed time way fast.
Every penny he finds he sticks in his pocket and says he's saving it for the "naquarium". I think he has saved enough. It's probably time to take them back.
He can spot any Target a mile away. I have taught him so well.
He has been potty trained since March, but every time he goes to the bathroom he forgets to put his underwear back on, his pants go on backwards, he forgets to flush the toilet and he locks and closes the door on his way out. There have been many times we have been out an about and I finally realize my two year old is going commando. Makes us laugh every time.
He has told everyone that he is turning five today just like Dax did last month. I haven't done a birthday post for Dax yet, but he had a wonderful Dinosaur party with lots of friends and has told me countless times that he does things better, faster and is smarter now that he is five. Except yesterday he told me he missed being four. I think I kinda knows how he feels. I miss my twenties too! :) 
Happy Birthday my sweet boys!
I may be partial, but I am pretty sure she is already feeling lucky to have these little goof balls as her big brothers. 
After two weeks of swim and only one day of hysterics, we officially have ourselves a fish. A "lion"fish to be exact. Go figure. A heated pool and temperatures near 100, you can't go wrong. Thank you Miss Pam!
My sweet Dax has always had a wonderful imagination. He loves to read and drift off into the wonderful world of make believe. My friend said to me once that she can just picture a Dax-ish cartoon theme song running through his head as he plays. He is so much fun to watch run around and see his mind run wild. It makes it so much fun to play with him. He often has me pinned as a wild animal, a superhero in disguise, a submarine man exploring the ocean he has created, and a taste tester of all his magnificent cakes, to name just a few. My favorite though is to hear the latest of his many dreams when he gets bigger. Usually, bigger means the ripe old age of thirteen. Let me tell you, this boy has some major things to accomplish by age thirteen, but that's a whole different post. 
We Arizonians have welcomed the month of April with a high of 98 degrees. Seriously?! We're four days into the month! We've already dug out the bathing suits, sunscreen, Toy Story 3 slip n' slide and water balloons. But let's be real, they weren't packed away that far...this is Arizona after all and the start to a long, long summer. 
What should a mother do when her three year old's favorite phrase is booyah.
They completely self-created their costumes. They perfectly acted the parts. They absolutely had me dying laughing. And I'm totally showing their future wives one day. At least I know I am well protected at home by my favorite Superheros!! 
Picture taken by our ultrasound tech and paintings courtesy of Dax and Wyatt (don't worry, they painted a boy sign too!) 
This is Austin's Grandpa, Ralph Eyestone. Isn't he handsome? There were few occasions where I was able to sit and visit with him before he passed away. I met him for the first time the summer Austin and I got engaged. We met at one of his and grandma's favorite places to eat in Torrance, CA. Subway. It meant so much to Austin that I meet his grandparents before we got married. I loved that about him. I can specifically remember Grandpa Eyestone at our sealing in San Diego. He lovingly pushed his wife around the temple grounds in her wheelchair and posed for pictures in his dark sunglasses and blue sweater. The Grandpa Eyestone I knew was quiet and sweet but he had a wonderful presence. It was comfortable to sit in a room with him and not have to say anything at all. 
