A Delightful Eight Years



(Note: I was supposed to post this on Saturday, but oy, it's been a long time since I had such  jam-packed weekend!  My oldest actually turned eight back in February, but I am taking my month of memory-keeping to catch up on birthday letters to my kids.  So here is Wyatt's.)

Wyatt Boy,

I can't believe you are eight years old.  I remember when I first held you in my arms.  I couldn't stop the tears because it was surreal to me that you were here.  I didn't ever want you to grow up then, and I still kind of don't.  But now here we are, eight years later, and what a delightful eight years if has been!

Your eighth year was so fun for me as your mom.  Your reading skills exploded, and I find you with your nose in a book constantly.  I can't tell you how thrilled I am by this.  I love that you want to learn and read!  You are a wealth of information about your favorite topics - animals, and especially birds.  You have really opened up that interest for our whole family, and we've gone on various birding expeditions in the last year because of your inspiration.  It's a joy to me to watch you learn something new or see some animal or bird "in the wild".  Your face lights up, and you talk about it for days afterward. 



Speaking of talking, I love when we get some one on one time together and I can hear all about what fills that smart brain of yours.  Your theories and thought processes are so interesting to me, but you are always willing to learn when I tell you a new bit of information.  I am so honored for the opportunity to be your mom and teach you anything - I get the feeling that I'll learn alot from you my whole life!  I am there for it, my sweet boy.

As of right now, you want to be a scientist when you grow up and discover new species in the Amazon.  Of course, the specifics of what kind of scientist and where you want to go change frequently, but I have no doubt you can accomplish anything you set your mind to.  I have never met a little boy before you who was so good at gathering information and remembering it, or who had such a determined interest in something, and I love that about you.

The last year with you was also when I really got to see what a great big brother you are.   You are older now and able to do more on your own, but you take time to slow down to help and explain to your little siblings.  I think you were made to be the oldest in a big family.  Your sense of humor has been developing a lot this year too, and you crack your siblings up frequently!

You have started reading the Bible by yourself, and you persevere even when it's a struggle for you.  You make connections between different information you encounter and how it lines up with what you know to be true from God's word, and I love to see you practicing that skill so young.  Your love for the Lord and for His truth is something that delights me most of all.  I pray for you every day, that you would continue to grow in your love and knowledge of Him.

It is a privilege to be your mom, to watch you grow in knowledge, and to watch your faith grow too.  So often I am afraid I am not up to the task, but one thing you are wonderful at is giving me grace and hug.  You are a blessing to me, my delightful eight-year-old boy!  I don't really want you to grow any more, but if the last eight years are any indication...I think the next eight years are gong to be even more of a delight.  I can't wait to watch you grow up, and I'm glad I get to be the one who is your mama.

I love you always, Wyatt!

-Mama

 (This picture was taken close to his birthday, and I just realized how much more grown up he looks just over the last eight months!)
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