Dear Wyatt,
What a sweetheart you are. The other night when I crawled into bed to lay with you for a few minutes. You rolled over had a big beautiful smile on your face looked me right in the eye and said. "Mom, you're my best friend" and it melted my heart. I told everyone about this and how I thought it was the sweetest thing ever. Now however, when you're angry at me you tell me that "Mom you not my best friend", and then proceed to tell me that Dad's your best friend. Which I respond with, "Wyatt, honey, my job is not to be your best friend, it's to be your mom now go do _____" *hehe* so you're testing your boundries a little but it's part of you growing up. It's definately sometimes challenging for me as a momma but I wouldn't change a moment of it. You now enjoy watching Calliou, Max and Ruby, and Monster Trucks. You really love parks, and can do the slides all by yourself now. You've also started playing soccer this year. You really enjoy it. You listen very well to your coach, and I don't have to tell you to get back on the field like other moms do. I'm very proud of you. Your favorite things to do are play with stickers, build puzzles, visit uncle Jason's place. Also, you like to be out and about, which has always been the case, but now you can say "No Home Mom", when we are on our way home from being out.
Love and kisses,
Mom
