In my last post I mentioned that my cousin Karen would soon begin her parenthood journey. Well on Wednesday, June 18th, Ian Michael was born weighing 8 lbs. 15 oz and was 21 inches long so a pretty big boy. Everyone is doing great! Congratulations Karen and John Nelson!
Wyatt is sure getting vocal. I also think he is learning that if he makes enough noise that I will come to his rescue so he makes lots of noise sometimes for no reason. Like just now he dropped a toy and was telling me that he did and when I didn't respond he looked sideways and saw that he could still reach it (that's why I didn't do anything).
A couple of weeks ago, on Wyatt's 5 month birthday he had his first sleepover at grandma and grandpa's house. On the 18th and 19th I had been called for jury duty. I had people who could help me watch Wyatt every week except that one so my parents said that they could watch him. The catch was that they couldn't come to River Falls because of stuff they had going on at home. So on Tuesday (the 17th) I met my mom and aunt in Stanley, WI and handed my son over to them for a couple days. Wyatt had a blast and was well behaved for his grandparents. I had a fairly rough time with it. The bigger bummer is that I didn't even have to go to court because the cases settle out of court. So, since I have been bringing Wyatt to work with me, I went into work and had a couple days there without him. Then on Thursday after work I drove to Amherst and spent a couple nights there as well. Then on our way home again on Saturday, Wyatt and I stopped by Bert's grandparent's house in Chippewa Falls and there we saw Wyatt's great-grandparents, Bert's cousin and her husband and 1.5 year old son, Bert's sister Peggy and his mom so Wyatt got to see lots of relatives that weekend! He did really well until nap time and then got pretty cranky so we got back on the road at that time.
Oh yeah, Wyatt seems to be hungry all the time now and so on Saturday Bert and I made the decision to start Wyatt on Rice Cereal. I have added one picture of that. It was very interesting that first night. Wyatt didn't swallow much food but thought it would be fun to spit it out and play with it instead. He did like to suck on the spoon so maybe he got some food down. Then we tried again last night and it went much better and he actually opened his mouth when the spoon was approaching (again that might have been because he wanted the spoon in his mouth with or without food on it).
Who says I'm not big enough for the front seat?
(we were chillin out in Stanley waiting for my mom and Aunt Linda to show up.)
This feels sooo good!
Grandma's shoulder is a good place for me to rest my weary head.

Grandpa got the nightly fun of reading me my stories. 
I liked smiling at great-grandma Blunt!
Grandma, I'm starting to get tired!
Just warning you: If you let me grab them your fingers will go to my mouth!
I think I like the taste of the bib better mom.
Dad and I scheming about how we can get out of going to church.
I found my toes (with mommy's help)!!