Wyatt turns five tomorrow, with age has (apparently) some sort of new wisdom. Take last night, we were on the bike trail heading towards the skyline of Minneapolis; birds chirping, wind in our faces, grass blowing (get the picture) when from behind us, we heard music creeping up, getting closer and closer. When he finally passed us on his left, it was some idiot with this little stereo duct taped to the handle bars of his bike. I wanted to yell at him something about 'did you know, you can get an MP3 player for like 10 bucks now? Amazing!', but I didn't, I kept my mouth shut and pedaled a little slower to pace him farther away from us.
Wyatt chimes in though "Now he's all set!"
And we laughed, and to no surprise, he screamed at us. And then we explained how he sometimes says things that are just so smart, so adult, that we just have to laugh.
Wyatt settled down to a low grumble as he complained about sitting in a baby seat, aka the Burley, once again.
With this new found wisdom, this sitting on the edge of becoming five years old, there are certain things that we expect from Wyatt; like to get dressed by himself, wipe his own butt, not put things in his mouth, nose, or other accessible areas.
So, we were at a friend's house. Wyatt was playing downstairs, when he comes upstairs, crying, shouting that he put something in his nose, but he doesn't know what it was.
All the parents head down the stairs to the basement to figure out what we will have to be extracting from his nasal passages. Turns out the kids cracked open a maraca and Wyatt put one of the tiny little beads into his nose.
"Why?" we all want to know. At almost five, this is something that he should totally not be doing.
He shrugged and continued rambling on about 'how in the world we are going to find the tiny ball in his poop?'
Later that night, settling into the back seat of the minivan, driving home from our friend's house, Wyatt whispers something in the dark...
"I put that bead in my nose so I could make the shaking noise like the shaky thing."
(sigh)
Now that's some awesome (almost) five year old wisdom.