Dear Wyatt
You are a little more than two and a half now. We just came back from a jazz festival in Eureka where you and I hung out the whole weekend together while daddy taught and danced. You had a lot of fun running around and mostly you kept your ear protectors on. You had your first bout of car sickness. We went to the beach and it took a while to convince you it was fun to walk around barefoot in the sand. You don't like getting dirty. You've been getting up a lot earlier lately but you've also been getting better about snuggling in the morning. Even if you don't fall asleep, you lay in bed with me and daddy for a surprising amount of time. You often wake up fussy after naps. If daddy's tickles don't curb the tears then hugs from me usually calm you down. I love you so much












