Yankee Doodle Boy....Wyatt's 1

"I'm a Yankee Doodle Dandy
A Yankee doodle, do or die

A real live nephew of my uncle Sam

BORN ON THE FOURTH OF JULY"

......I could go on because thanks to Mrs. Rita Stoner and her "Proud To Be An American" production back at Evangel Academy in 1992 I do know all the words to "Yankee Doodle Dandy". We wore white tuxedos with red sequin bow ties & cumber buns. That is all I have to say about that.

Our Wyatt turned 1 year old on the 4th of July and boy did we celebrate. We were so blessed to have family and friends join us at our home for a barbecue. The house was filled with laughter and good smells from the kitchen. Wyatt had a great time, his favorite part was the cake. I made a special Wyatt sized cake just for him to dig into and dig into it he did. After working on it for about 15 minutes Bill asked me if we should take it away from him so we did and he wasn't real happy about it. Thankfully it did not make him sick and we got some cute pictures. I was so happy to have my Uncle Bill, Aunt Nita & Aunt Kathy in from Louisiana for the party. My Aunt Nita lovesssss babies and she just couldn't get enough of Wyatt, I think it bothered her a little when someone else wanted to get their hands on him, she will have to let me know.

I have to say a big thank you to "Babi" (Bill's mom) for all her help in the kitchen and with the kids in preparing for the party. I could not have done it without her. And a big thank you to Pop and Ms. Tara for the baked beans and chicken drumettes....they were a huge favorite with the party goers. And to daddy for cooking all the burgers and hot dogs for us and for just being the great daddy and husband that he is.

When I think back to the day Wyatt was born a flood of memories fill my mind, I can still remember looking at his little face for the first time and feeling so overwhelmed with love for this precious child that God had blessed us with. I remember telling Bill that after such a hard, painful delivery that I would not do this again (yet when I think about it now it doesn't seem so bad and now I can't imagine not having another baby). I remember being so worried about being away from Will for the days I would be in the hospital...and I don't think he even missed me. I remember the anxiety I felt on the ride home wondering how I would manage a baby and a toddler once my mom went home and Bill went back to work. How could I give them both the attention they needed? Now looking back on the last year as a whole I can say it was one of the toughest yet one of the best years of my life. Wyatt is such a bright spot in our lives, we had no idea what we were missing before he arrived, he truly completed our family. We love you Wyatt...our little "firecracker"and we look forward to watching you grow and change this next year. Happy Birthday