Wyatt Reno at 9 months
if everyone in the world had this photo visible on a daily basis wars would end.
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father & son
clinton at 6 weeks
wyatt at 5 months
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Extortion
This week for the first time a non-family member kept an eye on Wyatt while I had to attend a meeting during one of my “working from home” days. I was nervous- not so much for Wyatt but Laura since Wyatt has been known to pull out his ‘tiny monster’ on others. Naturally all that worrying was for naught- he was enthralled with all the toys they have such as the exersaucer, and somehow, magically she even got him to sleep.
In case you’re curious the look on his face here is “why don’t WE have all these magical toys mama and papa?”
I went home on a cloud (we will be able to go on a date before he’s driving!) that is until we got this in our inbox. I knew that Ava was clever, but I had no idea what she was capable of. Until now.
I’ve got your duck. Leave $500 in the mailbox and he’s yours.
Otherwise, consider him ‘qwhacked’.
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It’s not called a “Johnny Lickup”
Wyatt has yet to truly grasp the purpose of his new toy.
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In the blizzard of 08
Blizzard? Well, not quite, but record breaking snow for Columbus, Ohio. 20 inches over the course of about 32 hours. Pretty crazy, and certainly fun. We couldn’t resist getting the little booger out in it if even just for 20 minutes (fear not, he was bundled up better than Ralphie in “A Christmas Story”.more pictures after the “read more” Read more »
Filed under: Wyatt Pictures on March 9th, 2008 | 2 Comments »
Month FIVE
In four days you will be five months old. You’re starting to understand that there is a whole world around you just waiting for you to engage and explore. Whereas before you would stand on our laps facing us, now as soon as you’re on your two feet you twist away, anxious to see what is going on. “Yeah mama and papa you’re here, but what ELSE?” This has carried over into eating too. You used to sit obliviously on my lap, singularly focused, working your way into a milk coma. Now even the slightest noise prompts you to turn your head towards the sound, often a full 180 degrees. When we’re trying to get you down for bed we’re not even allowed to speak; the opening and closing of drawers while putting away laundry in the other room is an outrage!
We thought we’d never be those parents who tiptoe around the sleeping baby- better to make noise and let you adjust to it, but again the lesson that keeps annoyingly slapping us in the face with its repetitiveness is the ‘ole “what is good in theory doesn’t always work in practice.” If we can get you to sleep faster and longer, you’d better believe we’re going to do whatever it takes. I’m learning exactly which floor boards creak when I walk on them and I’ve taken to sitting in silence a whole floor below you just to squeeze out a little extra time. You have no idea just how noisy a computer mouse is until it reverberates around the room with its excruciating and annoying ‘clickingness’. You’ve created tiptoeing, paranoid monsters out of us. The good news is all it takes for us to forgive you is taking a look we look at your sweet, sleeping face, or for you to flash us a smile as soon as we dash upstairs at the first wail. Then we’re putty and it starts all over again.
I’ve gotten to get out more this past week and last night I got to go to a concert of one of my all-time favorite artists. It was magical, reminiscence, empowering and more than a little melancholy. I got just enough perspective to recognize that I have been immersed in you for quite some time now, and I actually missed myself (and papa) a little.We love you to death, but papa and I are very strong, independent people with plates about as full as we can get them. Bringing you into the world is a little like sitting in front of that overflowing plate and every time we try to take a bite it gets wiped clean- and we’re hungry! I’ll admit there were moments during the concert that I was overwhelmed by how much I missed our life before- productive, relatively carefree, at times indulgent, and highly fulfilling. But I stepped out of that concert into the car where you had been crying for a half hour and had worn yourself hoarse, and I realized how much you needed us. The time where you’re a bit more independent and we can resume some semblance of our former life at times seems infinitely far away- but as I held you in my arms at 1:30 am, your head resting on my shoulder, your heart beating against mine, and your hoarse cries finally giving way to the rhythmic breaths of sleep I was silenced by the sacredness of it all.
We’ll adjust, all of us- you to your new life in your tiny body with this whole world around you, good and bad, and papa and I to the trade offs that inevitably come with parenthood. As we navigate this road we’ll stumble, and sometimes even fall. At times it might seem like the path is so dimly lit we can barely see. But even in the dark we can always feel each other’s hands in our own- taking turns being strong and helping each other along. Because along with our roles as individuals and partners, you made us parents, and that’s what parents do.
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Still moments
It blows our minds to see these pictures because he’s never still long enough for us to realize that he looks like this-slowly growing out of being a baby and becoming a little boy
(two more pictures after the “read more”)
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Wyatt helps print
we thought 4 months old was old enough to start helping down at the studio.
ha.
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Jeeves, fetch me some tea.
Wyatt Reno, lounging in the leather rocker with a stack of books, February 08.
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