Wyatt has been wishfully eyeing all of the bikes lined up neatly in a row in front of the stores these days. The shiny wheels and bright colors, pulling him in like a magnet. He tried climbing up on the little ones, but his legs couldn't quite reach the ground, yet he didn't seem to care he was just tickled to be on it. So bright and early yesterday morning, out we went, to buy the boy a bike. Of course his would be the three wheeled version, but to him, a bike none the less. His eyes opened a little wider as we got close to the bikes, and as soon as I picked up a trike a put it in the cart his little hands started clapping like mad and he yelled out "BIKE, BIKE!" We went straight home to perform the necessary test drive, which happened around the kitchen. The trike met, and definitely exceeded Wyatt's expectations, and he even cried when we made him come inside, but his little nose and hands were as red as cherries! The trike already has some miles on it and he hasn't even learned how to use the pedals!
We've also decided to venture into the world of potty training. We've dabbled here before, but nothing serious, so now that he is showing a lot of the readiness signs we figured it's time to give it a go. So today we bought him his first underwear. Justin immediately told him it was a hat, so Wyatt put it on the appropriate body part.