They have an indoor pool here and tuesdays are family night, so we went with some friends on Feb 1st. Wyatt absolutely LOVES the water! We walked in and his face just lite up and he instantly wanted down. While in the pool, he tries to push away from me/brock and wants to go on his own. They also have a little slide (it was actually a really fun/big slide) and he LOVED it! He was too distracted for me to get very many pics.

So this first picture is his 2nd accident ever (he's had a few small ones here and there, but they don't count unless they leave a lasting mark!) Wyatt very very very much enjoys going outside. So every time the door opens he pounds on the door crying to go out. So on 7th (i know the date because it was right before we went home for my grandma's funeral) I took Wyatt outside to let him run around. He didn't want to come back inside, so I started in the door hoping he would follow. He decided to go the other way and fell on the cement. OUCH! He wasn't too happy about it, but did it stop him from wanting to go outside 5 mins later? NOPE!

This little scrape on his nose was the first major battle wound. He was playin on a box in the living room and heard some noise by the door. Any time he hears noise by the door he runs to it saying "dad dad dad!" He must of forgotten he was on the box and took a head first little spill; it was only like 8 inches off the ground. He didn't even cry because he was more concerned about the door. I didn't realize anything until a few hours later it was super red, and then this picture was taken the next day when it had scabbed over.
I feel I will have many more posts about my son's injuries. In the last 2 weeks he has really started getting into everything and being that crazy little boy that you constantly have to watch! He figured out how to climb up the couch about 4-5days ago and then started climbing up the kitchen table chairs yesterday. He hasn't fallen yet, he can get off the couch by himself, but I don't let him stand on the chairs! He climbs on his toys, boxes, anything that has a place for him to put a foot on and then slide up, he's doing it!
He also LOVES the toilet! (did I mention he's not scared of ANYTHING?! He loves strangers, funny/scary noises, heights, other kids (even bigger and older ones), running away from mommy, the dark, the apartment ally way, small spaces, standing in the shopping cart (yes, the spot where kids are supposed to sit!), stuffed animals, puppets, old people(i thought kids were scared of glasses and white hair?! the list goes on and on!) He has been obssessed with flushing the toilet for a while now, but just the last couple of days he loves to flush the toilet and hurry to open the lid to see the water swirl down. He has tried touching the water a few times, he is fascinated by it swirling around!
I have always heard people say, good babies = bad kids. I guess we'll see, but right now he's really starting to terrorize our house, and anywhere we go for that matter! :)