As I was walking by the back door today, I glanced outside to check on Wyatt. And guess what?! He was swinging all by himself! Another first for my sweet boy. I was so proud of him...and HE was so proud of himself. As I walked back inside, my excitement started to fade. The realization that he no longer needed my help made me a bit sad. It's one of those things that I couldn't seem to wait for...the day I didn't have to push him. But now...it hurts a little. He just keeps getting further and further away from being my "little" boy.
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After all the excitement, he needed to take a little break with one of Granny B's homemade popsicles.
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