How our World has Changed.

Walking, Teeth, Wow!
Grow big, sweet boy!

Six months of Love

Dear Wyatt,I wonder what could be greater than hope? Hope can help people survive. Hope can win elections. Hope can change our attitude. Hope is our greatest prayer.

I wonder what can be greater than faith? Believing in a saving father. Believing that the God of our Universe is here with us, struggling with us, laughing with us. Believing that faith is our guide, our path.

It's love. Hard to believe, but LOVE (according to our inspiring word of our savior) is greater than either Hope or Faith. Maybe it is because love provides the path for both Hope and Faith. It is Love. Amazing, unfailing, inspiring LOVE.

Sweet boy, in your six months of life, you have been LOVED, LOVED, LOVED and LOVED. You have been loved through your learning, fusiness, messiness, happiness and sickness. You have been Loved by so many people. You are so blessed that SO many people have chosen to LOVE you. I pray that you will always know their love, that you will always know the importance of friends and family, that you never, ever question how LOVED you are. Look at who all has LOVED you in your first few months!

Grandma and Grandpa Coonrad


The Even Girls and Aunt Carol (your pseudo Grandma)...

Aunt Charla and Uncle Todd

Cousin Shane and Aunt Barb McIntosh

Uncle Tex and Aunt Gert and Uncle Rod McIntosh

Uncle Darren and cousins, Dillon, Justin, Lauren

Grandma Enns and Uncle Dave

Aunt Julie (who you should know calls at least once a week to check up on what is new with you)and even BOONE!

Lindsey (when you were just 1 week old) and Tawnya.


Your pseudo Aunt Kelly Sue (with your new boots)

and so many countless others who want you to know you are loved. Aren't you lucky?

Aren't you just so blessed?

And one more...

and the limitless love of your daddy! So like the love of our heavenly father. Unending, limitless, unbelievable love!

Wyatt, I get this verse for the first time...

"And now these three remain: faith, hope and love. But the greatest of these is LOVE." 1 Cor 13:13. You are loved! May you always know Love; and I pray you will seek the love of God in your daily walk. Bless you sweet, LOVED baby!

Grow big,

Your mom

Because Laughter is the Best Medicine!

For my aunt Julie...

Dear Wyatt

I can't believe how you have grown! You are four months old now, and getting bigger each day. You have piercing blue eyes that seem to have so much expression in them. I swear you can stop me in my tracks by looking at me.

You are so big that you try to talk all the time. Sometimes it scares you (and your parents) with how loud you can voice your opinion! You are big enough to sit up with the help of your Bumbo seat while I make lunches. You are big enough to grab onto your toys and shake them around. You are big enough to watch Boone and Cy. You are so big that you are sucking your knuckles until they are red...and you will only take the bink when you are REALLY tired. Yesterday we cracked up to see that your ENTIRE hand - all of your fingers, were in your mouth...you are kind of a wet, drooly, mess at times - but you are so darn cute.

You are a good boy. You like people and knowing people are around you at all times. You like going to Miss Heathers at day care and you always watch the other kids and smile. I think you believe you are as big as they are. Recently you haven't been sleeping too well, but last night - PRAISE - you slept from 11 to 6:30 in the morning. It makes for much happier parents.

I marvel at how you are growing. I love just sitting and watching you. But the best part of my day is knowing that you aren't too big to take a nap on daddy's chest...and watching the peaceful image of the two of you. It makes me realize how richly blessed I am.

I am pretty sure you are the most kissed boy in the world. You are a true blessing. You are marked and made perfect is God's sight. Today I am so thankful he made me a mom. Today I am so thankful that He gave me you.

Grow big, sweet baby.

Love, Mom

One Week

This has been a week. One that I hope I don't have to redo for quite awhile. It is a week that has disqualified me as mom of the year. As professor of the year. As wife of the year. As housekeeper of the year (oh who am I kidding - I was never even in the running for this one!).

One week ago I locked my keys in the car on the way to take my sister back to the airport. Did I mention that my child was also locked in the car?

I lost my cell phone over the weekend. When I finally found it I also found out I had a funeral to go to - just one hour after I picked up the message. Good planning.

Monday was Wy's two month immunizations. He wailed. He was not happy. And I didn't have any children's Tylenol...I had to stop at Target on my way home from the doctor to get it. Where are the instruction manuals on parenting, anyway?

And then we went to a funeral. He was passed around about 20 times (no exaggeration here). It messed him up a bit. I then dropped him at Lindsey's house and went to teach class at a local high school. I had left for the funeral from the Doctor's office...no teaching materials. I had to ask for a pen...good planning.

Monday Mark left for a week to Lamar, CO to process a lot of calves for his health project. He won't return until Saturday. He has brutal, long days. I have been a bit caught up in my world and forget that his world is stressy, too. By the way, he sent me flowers, so he IS up for spouse of the year.

This was Wy's first week of daycare. I had always heard about "those" moms that cry when they drop off their babies...and on Tuesday I became one of them. I just wish I could work each day with Wy in my lap.

I have prayed, cried, moaned, laughed, and prayed some more this week. I am trying to feel His presence in my daily life, to tap into the Holy Spirit. But, honestly, I don't want to do this week over again - any time soon. But I have to remember - it is only ONE week, and soon it will get better. Maybe Next Week?

Happiness is....

Happiness is a weekend on the Western Slope of Colorado at the base of Sopris Mountain...with views like this!

Happiness is Wyatt's first cattle event...notice my boys with the black cows in the background. It makes my toes curl with happiness!

Happiness is cow crap on the stroller wheels...is it strange to find happiness in this?

Happiness is a new calving/sale barn at TY Bar Ranch...beautiful!





Happiness is fall with black cattle, and a pumpkin!

Happiness is meeting cousin TIM!

Happiness is taking the long way home, for no good reason (check out this guy on a unicycle going down the pass)!

Happiness is a road trip with views like this.

Happiness is a drive where you are above timberline....







Hey Mark, what are you doing behind the tree? I am sure he must be happier now!

Happiness is a baby so good that he could spend a week under his momma's desk before day care starts!

Happiness is having students who love on your baby, too!

Oh, so much to be thankful for!

A few more...

WYATT

He is so big...it is hard to believe he looked like this just two weeks ago. Don't you love his "male-pattern baldness?" He is losing his baby hair and the new stuff is a lot lighter.

My three favorite boys...a trip into the mountains that was all about the first child - the laborador named BOONE!

Wyatt says BOO!

If only Mom could sleep like this boy.

See how I've changed? I'm this big!

Love to You from WyMan!