Yesterday my Wyatt was tiny.
There was a whole lot of crazy hair under that hat, and his worst cry was a wimper (compared to his little brother).
Today he's "big."
And tomorrow (unless it was a day like today) we start a big adventure. Potty training. Because I think he's ready. I'm thankful I'm loved by a gracious God who gives strength because I know myself. And I'm thankful for sweet mamas who have done this before and share their wealth of wisdom and prayers with me.
Let the adventure begin!
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