WOLCS Father's Day Celebration

It seems so funny that one day can cause so much angst. And in the midst it can turn into something beyond what i can see. Womens Night of Worship happened April 1st, i walk down the halls in Wyatt's school & get stopped by women Ive never met before to tell me how much they enjoyed the night. How they look forward to the next one, it was their first one, etc. etc. To me the night came, it went, im glad everyone who was there, was there. Very prolific i know! : ) I don't doubt God's design when He crafted me, i definitely don't doubt His plans are much more than i can even glimpse at this moment, i just continue to stand in awe, that people notice me...

He is my happy thought on cloudy days. It's obvious isnt it, he is the cutest little boy.

Not that it's his birthday but....

When is it not a good day to celebrate Wyatt.
This is for you Mom, a new picture of the Wy man.

June Gloom....NOT with this STUD around!

I was critiqued for not having enough pictures enough words etc. Need i remind all you naysayers, single parent status, unless you want to come over and take short hand for me, we roll at a slower pace....just kidding. I sometimes forget that i have a blog, its not as exciting as for instance a Facebook, and the biggest downer, no app. for the Blackberry! Maybe one of you techies could send a letter to the Blogger chief for me and tell him about my Blackberry app idea. OH WOW i just figured out that i can add a picture to this Post part....cool!
Anyways Wyatt is doing good,he is a jabber box, of total cuteness. He currently is missing Duncan (he's with us so much he's practically ours) and was very excited when he found a tennis ball on a walk, because he couldn't wait for Duncan to come so he could throw it for him! I know right, if he wasn't mine i would be soooo in love with him!
Well i've got some things they pay me to do that i really do need to do.

Easter

Easter with Wyatt, what a treat! Most kids are all about coloring eggs, finding them, pulling bunny tails, all of that. But not my son! Oh no no no. He took delight in biting down on a hard boiled egg, and than spitting out shell, egg, and whatever else was inhabiting his mouth at that moment. Finding eggs??? No thanks! Isn't that the Easter bunny's job? No union here get your own eggs pal. And what a silly mommy he has! He looked so sharp on Easter Sunday, adorable shirt and vest combo, cute khaki's....now i looked at the label, and Wyatt does have a smidge of a little tummy, but seriously what kind of kid do they think is going to fit into a 24month pant, a mini giant? Poor Wyatt, these pants were up to his chest, still too loose and dragging on the floor?!?!? C'mon Target can i get a slender fit? We make husky pants for kids but nothing for the slimmer tall child? Oh well, they'll fit him next Easter!
All in all Easter was great! Actually anytime spent with Wyatt is a pleasure!

Bored at the Office....

Nothing beats sitting at the office thinking about the things that lay ahead. Little Wyatt is now 2 years old. 2!!! It seems like only yesterday he was just a little squid swimming around in my tummy, and NOW he's running around the house telling everyone "No, I do it" or "Come On" as he pats his leg like you were a puppy needing to heed his masters call! They grow up too fast!

My Maiden Voyage

I am not entirely sure how to work this bad boy yet!
My sister's page is all about her son, my brother's page is all about his son, do you see the recurring theme we have going on in our family. We have the best child ever born, in our own prospective families, and we want to tell the world all about them. So should i to than join in the Rinebolt-Brewer family fashion and dedicate this entire blog, to, let's be honest the best baby ever born?