Bottoms up.

Wyatt has reached an adventurous stage in life... between crawling, cruising, and pulling himself up he can get into just about anything. Though fun to watch, it has turned me into a mad woman chasing him around, baby proofing the house, and re-proofing only after discovering he can reach a new level or open a new drawer. He is definitely a boy... doesn't mind being dirty (though it drives me crazy!), likes crawling on Bentley, and should he ever catch one of the cats, would love to pull a tail.

Just when it seems like things start to settle down... he will discover something new and it brings a whole new joy to our day. He recently started clapping, signing 'more', and walking behind something. I told Bryan we really need to get him a walker (Merry Christmas!) because he is currently pushing his sit n' spin around the house and I can tell it just isn't doing the trick.

He is also addicted to his bike that I bought him, thinking he wouldn't use it for at least a few more months, if not longer. I set in the living room to be stored away until he was big enough for it, but apparently size is not a problem and once he saw it there was no taking it away. Now when he sees it he will climb up to the handle bars and squeal, "Eee, eee, eee!" until someone takes him for a spin around the living room. The only way to get him off is to quickly dismantle him and hide the bike.

Wyatt's favorite activity is making messes, wherever he may be. Pulling DVD's off the shelf has been the current choice of disaster, but today he discovered how fun it is to take all the toys out of his toy box... right after mom has picked them all up. I have found this to be a losing battle and now wait (though there still is really no point, besides keeping my sanity) until he goes to bed to clean up. Today I was able to capture him getting a little 'high centered' while trying to get one of his books out from the bottom.

So here's to my little man... cheers. Or should I say, "Bottoms up!"