Wyatt, at 11 months old, finally has his first tooth!!! And to beat all, it is in the top, not in the bottom as they usually are. I was beginning to think we were going to have to get him a set of dentures! lol
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Saturday night after work, Dan and I went with Amanda, Kelvin and Wyatt to Bonners…a restaurant that is way out in the country. They opened for business the year me and Danny got married, which was 1971. You know the food and the service has to be good, for it to have been in business for over 37 years and be so far back in the woods! The place was packed by the time we got there, around 8:30.
The inside of Bonners is very rustic like a cabin…it has long wooden tables and various animals mounted on the walls. …but what got Wyatt’s attention were the deer! He could not sit still and kept pointing at them until his daddy or either Uncle Dan would take him to see one up close. He was shaking he was so excited! It didn't take him long to start saying “DEER!” either!
Yesterday, we had a cookout here at my house. It rained some, but Kelvin managed to get the pork chops done in between times. Amanda fixed potato salad and deviled eggs, while I made Wyatt’s favorite; green beans and potatoes! That child could eat his weight in green beans!
Anybody see the John and Kate Plus Eight show last night? It was so sad…and by the end I was crying right along with Kate. Life is hard and we all trip up and fall from time to time...we have all made bad choices….nobody is perfect and anyone who says that they have the perfect marriage or that they are the perfect parents are lying … so yes, I feel for both John and Kate….but mostly for the little kids.
Wyatt in his granddaddy's Danny’s boat. ( Thanks Troy.)
For the last week or so, I have been feeling sort of depressed…I don’t know how to explain it…except to say that losing Danny has been laying so heavy on my heart here lately…
I miss him so much…I miss his laugh, and the way he would call me “boo”, the way his hand felt when he held mine…I wish he was here…I wish he could see his little grandson…I wish so much that I could see him…
I would give my life just to be able to hug him and tell him all the things things that I could have said, or should have said to him…more often….Like how he was always my hero…how I always felt so safe when he was with me…like how I always wished that I could have been more like him and less like me….
Why is it that we always think of all the things we could have or should have said to those we love….
When it is too late?
GOD BLESS YOU ALL.