Poles and trees

Oh yeah, so Wyatt loves poles and trees. When we're walking in the park or down the street, he has to stop to touch the bark. When we're in Trader Joes, he gets mad if I don't swing the cart close enough to the structural poles for him to touch. At the farmer's market and at JB's soccer games, the pop up tents are the most fascinating because, you guessed it, there are poles holding them up!


So, we're at Cim's the other day, just a hot afternoon, hanging with the girls. (Wyatt really loves them, particularly Cami) We eat lunch, we dance all silly, do airplanes, watch Veggie Tales.... Then, alas, it's time for us to go. I'm by the front door getting our stuff together when we hear the loudest smash of glass I've ever heard that wasn't a car accident. We run into her dining room to see the 6 foot torchiere lamp has been pulled down, hit her oak dining table and shards of glass are EVERYWHERE. Wyatt and Annabelle are by the base of the lamp, in the far corner, which miraculously, has no glass near it. I tip-toe back and get Wyatt. Cim starts coming towards us and steps on a shard of glass. So, I run get my shoes on, make sure she's sitting off the carpet (oh yeah, shag carpet), tell the girls to stay still don't move. I got Annabelle out of the corner and back across the kitchen and made sure she and Wyatt had no glass on them. The girls watched Wyatt, while Cim about passed out. Got her a washcloth and ice and started to clean the glass up. After I made her vacuum (the first time in over a year, she was pretty pissed about that, heh :)she's spoiled by her cleaning lady), and we wiped down everything, the only two casualties were her foot and her table... and of course the lamp.


So, we learned that Wyatt is not allowed to touch poles. Unless they're structurally part of the building. :)