++My baby at five++

The rest of his birthdays were ok.  Just growing, developing and hitting new milestones.  Somehow, this one seems like we've entered a whole new league.  Five is not baby, not even really preschooler, five is big.  Heck...it's your whole hand worth of fingers! 
I spend every year on Wyatt's birthday watching the clock and reflecting on where we were at that time on the day he was born (it's easy to do since he was born in the middle of the afternoon).  I think about how much our lives have changed.  With the exception of my lack of free time and extra pounds, I think about how much better my life is with Wyatt in it. 
I think sometimes this blog gives him a little bit a bad rap.  Yes, he's picky about his clothes.  No, he won't wear costumes or uniforms (but we've made some big strides...stay tuned).  But he is such a good kid.  Mark and I sometimes sit at the table after dinner is over and just marvel at what a good kid he is.  (no need to remind you what a big Wyatt fan Mark is).  He's a gentle soul.  With an innocence that I'm holding on to with everything I have.  Scooby Doo is too scary.  I love it.  He's not into Superheroes or Star Wars but is very attuned to which of his buddies are into what--"Isaak would really like that Spiderman backpack."  His superheroes are of the more realistic variety.  Police Officers, Firemen, construction workers, soldiers...and Dad. 
He loves school.  He bounds in to his room every day with a smile on his face.  He makes friends easily and from what I can tell he's well liked by the kids in his class.  Here's hoping that stays with him as he grows.  He has an inquisitive mind and he's always trying to figure out how everything works.  He doesn't play much with toys but prefers open-ended "gear." 
He loves sports and continually amazes us with his coordination.  His list of sports he wants to participate in grows daily.  His latest is tennis.  If you ever want to see pure joy at work, send Wyatt and Mark outside with some type of ball.  I can never tell who is having more fun.
I've said it so many times before but I really do love having a boy.  But more than anything I really do love having my Wyatt.  Now if you would please just stop growing up and stay your sweet self forever, please?

++Ten on Tuesday++

I'm still SUPER far behind on my blog but I'm trying to catch up.  Keep looking back as I'll still post things from the past. 
1.  Today was back-to-school for us!  Wyatt will be going five days a week now.  It's a pre-k program.  He'll be in school as much as kindergarteners but it was the only next step for him without repeating a year.  Claire starts on Thursday!

2.  I can almost taste the 7 hours I'll have to myself each week.  Here's a hint...it's delicious!

3.  I have big plans for that time.  I wonder how long it will be before I come back to reality.  Who knows, someone who has been forced to shop, clean house, cook, and breathe with one or two sidekicks might just be super efficient without any! 

4. I want a new camera so bad.  I finally feel like I can honestly say that I have put the time into learning lots about photography and I'm not naive enough to think better equipment will give me better results.  But in this case I know the limitations of my camera to know that the upgrade I have in mind should work in my favor.  Now if I could just work up the nerve to spend the cash.

5.  I've actually set some goals for myself...making myself EARN the camera.  The most recent set of goals (because other attempts have come and gone) is to get all caught up on my photos first.  Have I done my PSA lately?  People, don't do what I have done.  Stay up to date on your photos.  The next easiest thing?  Just don't take any.  But I think you will regret that more.

6. I have been dealing with a weird back problem all summer.  I finally gave in and went to the doctor for the first time in forever.  Believe it or not, it's a mysterious ailment.  I guess I have a big mass of scar tissue around my sacroiliac joint (think of where your back and hips connect).  The only thing I can think of that may have caused this is pregnancy.  So, it's confirmed, having kids is a pain in the butt!

7. Mark has decided that we should challenge each other to one thing each week that we think will help us to be better at things we are struggling with.  His challenge to me?  Only use my computer at my desk.  Mine to him?  Make one healthier food choice at each meal.  As day one comes to an end we have been successful and now a different part of my back hurts.

8.  We have a new member in our family named Kelly.  More on that later.  (don't get too excited...)

9. Larson starts Kindergarten tomorrow!  How are all these kiddos so old?

10.  Invites went out today for the hottest party in town.  My child can't make anything easy, but I am planning one cool "search and rescue" party.  Think flashlights, compasses, trail maps.  We can be pretty sure what I am going to be spending my free 7 hours on over the next couple of weeks!

11.  Extra credit (since it's been so long).  Wyatt starts soccer on Sunday.  Tonight he is sleeping in his tall socks.  He heard is buddy Sawyer got tall socks and started sleeping in them so he had to try it too.  Am I smelling a breakthrough in the clothing department?  Or maybe just stinky socks.