My baby boy. After he watched his birthday film he told me I treat him like a baby (I know he secretly enjoys being the baby boy).  This boy is goofy, (mostly) fearless and full of energy. His antics are a constant source of entertainment and bewilderment.

That no-shave November morning he got the same royal treatment that all Windy Ridge residents get. King of the day, no chores and lots of well wishes.  That afternoon we brought him on a birthday dinner date and to his favorite outdoor store. He wished for his first real gun and when his older brother loudly proclaimed “there is no way dad is going to buy you a gun” older brother unwittingly sealed the deal and Wyatt is the proud owner of his first gun.  You will see in the film that he had to borrow my phone to shamelessly send a gloating text to his older brother.

God bless you real good, my precious boy.