Oh man, how studly is my nephew.
Wyatt just turned two.
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An explanation on the non-Christmas-y posts.
Christmas is the 26th at the Wells household this year. When the little ones arrive!
Me, cradling cranky month-old nephew: Shan, what do I do?
Shan, cultivator of fine young men: Sing to him.
Me: What do you usually sing?
Shan: Margaritaville.
Me: Margaritaville?
Shan: It’s the only song I know all the words to.
Me: …proceeds to sing Jimmy Buffett to baby.
The only song she knows all the words to.
Needless to say, I’m looking forward to another enlightening Christmas with my beautiful sister, the Little Man and the Wild Man.
Mutton Bustin’.
“Aspiring bull riders climb onto woolly sheep and hang on as long as they can!” Oh man, I can’t wait to get my nephews involved in this sport.
Me: is ben going to be a mutton buster
T: i think that might be more up wyatt’s alley
he would own that wooly beast
he would ride it then sheer it
and have a sweater made before he got off
the boy is non stop
Whenever I think I might want babies one day…
My brother in law sends me a message like this:
“I just had to clean up a rocket shot of banana vomit from W on the floor.”
Keeping it real. Too real.
