The day Wyatt ran up to me, and with no prompting or guidance of any kind, looked me right in the eyes and said, “I love you Mommy!!”
The day Wyatt ran and grabbed a book and when I asked him if he wanted Daddy to read it said, “No! Mommy read it!”
The day we took Wyatt to The Cloisters and held hands as we ran the entire way there.
The day I took this adorable picture and realized for the one millionth time how lucky I am.