Wyatt turned 5 this year and with that came a big change for our son and for us. All of a sudden he wasn't so little anymore and that took some adjustment on our part to recognize this all-grown up version of Wy. Brad challenged him in March to learn how to ride without training wheels. Being the wise father he told Wy if he could learn how to ride sans training wheels he'd buy him a new bike. An hour later Wy was riding around the drive way proud as could be and his dad was shaking his head and trying to figure a way to find a new bike (shout out to Aunt Sheri for the great bike she fixed just for Wyatt!). 
He played soccer in the fall of 2011 and was cheered from the sidelines by mom, dad, Conner, Lane, Aunt Ria and Lindsay. He loved his team and his coach and best of all his mom really enjoyed practicing with him. He played T-ball in the spring of 2012 and we were informed that this was his favorite sport. He's been talking about playing t-ball for about two years (ever since itty bitty ball really) and it finally became a reality this spring. He had a great time!
My all time favorite memory of Wy this past year was St.Patrick's day. He was so sure that he would see and or catch a leprechaun this year that he painstakingly built a trap in a shoe box, laid some of his "gold" from the party we attended that day inside and went to bed to wait for his leprechaun. He was so shocked the next morning to find the box moved, the gold gone and a "note" from the leprechauns wishing him better luck next year. He's already planning his trap for March!
His biggest moment came August 29 when he started Kindergarten. I thought I'd be a brave mom and not cry when I left him with his teacher but nope, I discovered I'm not. I'm not okay with leaving him in the hands of someone I hardly know for three hours; I'm not okay with not being there to make sure he doesn't get lost or left outside; I'm not okay with him being teased and made fun of and not being there to take the hurt away (yep already, in kindergarten - thought we'd have a year or two before this began). However after the teary walk away I knew that this was part of his growing up and while I'm not okay with it all I know that he'll be fine and watched over and protected and I'm okay with that.
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Kindergarten was so much harder for me than I thought it was going to be. I waited until Addi got on the bus to have my breakdown. I can not believe how old/big both Wyatt and Addi have gotten. I miss the two year olds that played together. EVERY.DAY!
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