15 Weeks

So, I don't know why, but Mom and Dad are always singing me this song -- maybe you know it:

"Hi! My name's Chubby..."

Whatever it means, it's kind of funny. I'm also figuring out that there is word that they like to call me -- Wyatt. They say it's my "name". Whatever. I appease them by looking in their direction when they call it out... sometimes.

One more thing: I'm learning that I have a very loud squeal, and I love to shout it out when I'm very excited.

14 Weeks

I have, at times, been accused of not posting enough pictures. This week I decided to offer a picture and video to appease the greedy ones.

Things are going a mile a minute for me here. I never want to stop doing things. I'm thinking of becoming an extreme sports junkie.

13 Weeks

In the vastness of cyberspace accidents happen, and it appears one has happened to me. My brilliant, Pulitzer worthy "13 Weeks" post, has been lost. For those of you who got to see it, you were one of the lucky ones. If you missed it here are the highlights.

No rolling, now sitting. REALLY big now. Dad thinks teeth. Would really love to stand now. Mom thinks I'm growing too fast.

Have a great week and I'll catch you next time.

W

12 Weeks

Upon reaching such an important milestone as three months you'd think we'd pull out all the stops with a wonderful ground breaking post to illustrate all the wonderful progress I've made. Right?!

Sorry, but after four straight days of over 100° weather all I want to do is swing and sleep.

Hope everyone has a great Labor Day. Stay cool.