Monday, March 28th, 2016 was the fifteen year anniversary of the day Wyatt and I met.
Fifteen years before we met I was 6.
And it looks like I’ve rubbed off on him too. The other night we were driving home, listening to “The Rainbow Connection,” on a CD in my van, and Wyatt absent-mindedly sang along the whole way home. He didn’t even realize he was doing it until he pulled in the driveway and looked over at me and saw me grinning from ear to ear. I’m so proud that he knows the whole Rainbow Connection song by heart.