For All You Cat Lovers!

Wyatt's Day with Aunt Ashley (In Pictures)

Watching Cartoons in his PJ's

 

 I Give UP!

Smell My Feet Aunt AshleyI'm Cute and I know it!

I'm getting WILD!

Too Much Jumping!

The Best Christmas EVER!

So 2011 was officially the best Christmas ever!  Wyatt made out like a bandit with all his gifts.  Such a spoiled little cutie! We had our first Christmas at Andy's sister Sarah's house in Westfield, Indiana the weekend before Christmas.  The food was delicious and Wyatt received the cutest outfits and some awesome toys (he really likes his steering wheel)! 

But it's really Christmas Eve that made this the best Christmas ever.  So it's 2:30 on Saturday and Christmas at Gram's house begins at 4.  If you know us, we are never on time to anything. I am still in my sweats making Wyatt's bottles in the kitchen and Andy keeps bugging me about opening presents before we leave.  I told him we didn't have time for that but he kept insisting we open our presents.  For the life of me I cannot figure out why he is acting like I typically do and most children about these presents...so anxious!  Finally I gave in.  I know he said he knocked it out of the park this year on my present but in my head I was saying "yeah uh huh."  Well he did!  I opened my presents and was so excited to get a new Sonicare toothbrush, WWE Zack Ryder gear, and a NorthFace jacket.  I started to feel bad though, all I got Andy was a new Carhartt jacket.  Then he told me to check the pockets of my new jacket.  Of course I thought that was a weird request, but okay I'll check them....Bam!  I ring box!  Yes an engagement ring!  Yay me, I'm getting married for Christmas!  And our 5 furry babies plus Wyatt are getting a real family for Christmas.  So I guess he really did knock it out of the park this year.

Christmas On The Creek

Last Friday Wyatt had his 6 month check up and shots.  He received a clean bill of health and even got a book to take home.  He did however scream through his 4 shots, which of course made me cry too.  He is so freaking cute! So as a reward for his tough doctor's appointment I took him for his first trip to sit on Santa's lap at the mall.  He sat there like a good boy while the poor girl did everything in her power to make him smile.  Nope he just kept giving her a stone cold stare.  Finally he stopped staring at mommy and the girl with the toys and glanced up at Santa.  Yep, he let the screams fly! We managed to get a pretty good picture anyhow.  And By The Way, Wyatt would like to public scold his daddy for not getting us a tree yet!  He fears Santa won't come and leave presents if there is not a tree :-(   But Apparently I can save money on Christmas gifts this year....Andy loves Wyatt's "Count N Crunch Cookie Monster" as much as I hope Wyatt likes it!  Yes, one gift for two people!!!!  Of course this trend should/will continue especially when Wyatt gets into video games.  Because lets face it, some "men" NEVER grow up.  Wyatt is also getting a ton of new clothes in the next size up and his very own Fisher Price cell phone for Christmas.  I'm already excited for next Christmas to see my little BuddyBear open his presents and see his reactions!  I am feeling slightly guilty about our furry babies' stockings still being empty this year.  The poor Trustee Steeds and Kitty Cats!  Hopefully I will get the time to buy their squeaky balls, cat nip, and cans of their special tasty treats before the big day.  Here is to wishing ya'all a VERY MERRY CHRISTMAS!

A Little History

I thought the first post should be a short summary of how we got to where we are today.  I used to be a fun time gal living in Evansville, IN.  I'd dance on the bar, going running with my training group, lay out at the pool, and spend lots of quality time at the mall.  Until one day my sister forced (insert sarcasm) me to go out for some drinks when I came home to visit.  A few months after those drinks I decided to move home because I had met Andy that night out with my sister.  Next thing ya' know four years later (2010) we found out we were having a BABY!!!!  We jokingly nicknamed him B.O.B after we found out the baby was a boy in January 2011.  B.O.B stood for Baby on Board.  I had a pretty easy pregnancy minus the swelling and 50 pounds of weight gain! Ugh.  Many things happened while I was pregnant.....let's see.... **I was caught in my pre-BOB x-small bikini twice by Andy's brother and buddy in my 8th and 9th months **I pulled into and parked at Benjamin's restaurant on my way to work because I forgot where I was going  **My swelling was so bad I actually couldn't hear very well and I lost feeling in my right hand  **I couldn't eat enough pizza and ice cream to satisfy my cravings  **I never wore pants that buttoned  **I fell down face first on concrete in a storm with hail 2 weeks before my due date in which I still have a scar from  **I went into labor grocery shopping at the Target in Lafayette 2 miles from my doctor's office.  Did I go straight there? Hell NO!  I had just bought groceries that absolutely had to be taken home first.  So I drove an hour home IN LABOR unloaded the items that needed refrigeration and drove another hour back to my doctor's office while having 1 minute long contractions every 4 minutes!  **Labor was a cinch.  After my epidural and 4 pushes BOB became real!
So My BOB was named Wyatt William Cole at 12:21 am June 8, 2011.  He was 7 pounds 7 ounces and 21.25 inches long.  Today he goes by many names such as: The WWC, Money Man, Turd Burglar, Mr Squishy, and BuddyBear.  I will be honest until here recently I really didn't enjoy having a baby.  He has NEVER been a good sleeper, hard to keep entertained, and has already suffered with a double ear infection which has made him super cranky over a month.  No one is ever honest.  No one ever says "Man having a baby can be miserable".  All the mom's I ever talked to would just gloat about how awesome having a baby is and how its a pure joy. Well they are liars.  I love my baby but I'm gonna be real people, it's a tough thing to adjust to.  No sleep, No social life, Your old clothes and FAVORITE jeans still don't fit, there is NO relaxation time, you can no longer come and go as you please......Well apparently if your the dad you can still do as you please but not for us mothers who aren't lucky enough to have a sitter.  It's hard but I am getting there on the adjustment and my Mr. Squishy is sleeping better and healthy again so he is getting there too.  Don't get me wrong, I do love him to pieces and think he is the CUTEST thing I have ever seen.  I love to hear him giggle, its so funny.  He is so SMART!  I know all moms say that but really he is!  His favorite time of day is bath time.  He just loves getting a bath but screams the entire time I am applying his lotion afterwards.  I love buying new clothes for him so much that I may need counseling for the addiction.  I love him the most when he is sleeping, not because he is quiet but because he is just 10 times cuter all snuggled up in his footed pj's holding his blankey with his paci bouncing up and down =)  I am already brainwashing him to say "Mommy is A-W-E-S-O-M-E" and to love WWE.  He also doesn't know that his favorite character is Cookie Monster, but he will learn.  So that is just a bit about my life with the WWC.