Wyatt in black and white. He's so fun. The little man is so adorable. He's the wriggliest, wiggly, squirmiest. He is days from all out crawling. He gets where he wants to go, but the sure steps aren't quite there. The gate at mom's has already gone up a couple times. He gets away from you pretty quickly if you let your attentions wander for too long. Its getting tougher to keep him occupied with all the construction. He can't ramble around on the cruddy wood floors, plus we're down to the one main living area. He's got free reign at mom's and Molly's, though. He's getting so big, developmentally that is. As many can attest, he's got a huge noggin and a teeny tiny body. Orange on a toothpick. But we love him.
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