People always ask me, "Is he this happy all the time?" I say, "Yes, yes he is."
Wyatt, I love you. You are my little man. When you turn and say, "Hear-n mama. Want coffee?" and hand me a pretend cup, my heart melts. Every kid on the playground is your friend and you pray for a list of friends a mile long (Avery, Audrey, Claine, Reecy, Josh, Ivy, Kayla, James, Zachy...etc)
You are so excited about the world around you, and I am very excited to be your mom. God has blessed me indeed.