The Wy Guy is sooooo close to walking. I was sure in my last post that it would happen any time, but we're just not quite there yet. However, he has mastered cruising furniture and can stand still by himself. We try to lure him into taking a step by holding a toy out to him, but he opts to sit down and crawl to us to get it. He can walk well holding on to just one of our hands too, so hopefully (or maybe not, as I know this will just make him even harder to keep up with) we will have a walker soon!
We've discovered this last month that there are many words and objects that Wyatt understands and recognizes. If we ask him where a particular object is, he will look directly at it or look around to find it. Right now he knows fan, doggy, ball, mommy, daddy, mailbox (which is on one of his toys) and monkey. The monkey is actually a small toy that dangles on his jumperoo. The funny thing about it is that we used to say "ooh ooh, ah ah" like a monkey each time we pointed it out to him, so now when we ask where the monkey is he'll look at it and say "ah ah!" I've also continued to work on saying words with Wyatt, though he only tries to repeat what I say when he feels like it (which isn't that often). A few times I've managed to get him to try and say baby and night-night, though it comes out sounding like "bay" and "ni ni". It's really cute.
Wy's kept us on our toes this month, and I know that these next few weeks before his birthday will go by in a flash. As I've said before, we really do love this age. If I could freeze time and keep him this size forever, I would. But since I can't, I will just try to relish the time that he's still my baby!
Here are our latest pics:
Please kindly take this off my head.
Mischief is my middle name.
Who needs all those expensive toys when I've got these?
Posing with Mama.
Posing with Pops.
Riding a pony at Daddy's work picnic.
Like a Rhinestone Cowboy...