Wednesday, October 17, 2007

Where Did He Go?

Where did he go, my big bundle of joy that wouldn't let me put him down for the first 7 months?

He's been replaced by a third-grader, who would live on Doritos if I let him.

Where did he go, the sweet babe that slept through the night and always finished his baby food?

He's been replaced by a 9 (gasp!), 9-year-old who loves playing goalie on his soccer team.

Where did he go, the little tyke that would play with plastic dump trucks in the sandbox with his brother?

He's been replaced by a younger brother who towers (although we try not to mention this too much) over his older brother and could probably beat him to a pulp if we allowed it.

Where did he go, the little boy that I used to read "Go, Dog, Go!" to every night?

He's been replaced by an independent reader who is more interested in Judy Blume than P.D. Eastman.

Where did he go, the preschooler who was afraid to sing in front of an audience of adoring parents and grandparents?

He's been replaced by a music student who informed me recently that he will be one of the boys dancing on stage for his school's winter performance.

Where did he go, the little boy who needed me all the time?

He didn't go anywhere, he's right here needing me as much as he ever did, just in different ways. Nine-year-old ways. I cannot believe that nine years have passed since he entered this world. He is my empathetic one, my sensitive child, my justice-seeker. He is the great balancer between his brother and sister. He is their rock. He is our rock. And yet, he will melt like butter if he thinks he's made a bad decision (whether it be on the soccer field or in everyday life). It is this characteristic, this piece of his personality that inspires me most, and teaches me when I least expect it to.

The other night, while clearing his dinner dishes from the table, he dropped and broke one of our plates.

I yelled immediately, for fear of somebody's bare foot being cut by the broken pieces before I could clean all of them up.

Wyatt bolted up the stairs to his room. He thought I was mad.

I followed him, making it very clear to Katie that she not move from her seat until mommy gets this mess cleaned up.

"What's wrong honey?"

His face was all red, tears were streaming down his little freckled cheeks, "It was one of your wedding plates, and I broke it".

"Hey", I said getting him to look at me, "Hey, it was just a plate buddy. Just a plate. It doesn't matter."

"But you yelled."

"I'm sorry that scared you, I yelled because I didn't want you to step in the broken pieces and cut your foot. I can replace a plate, if you get hurt though, I'd be really sad."

He is my teacher. My balancer. My son. And I am so lucky to have him in my life, for without him, I know that I would not be whole.

Happy 9th Birthday Wyatt.


Mamacita Tina said...

Happy Birthday Wyatt!

It's amazing how much kids change over the years, and yet they don't. Their personalities may get tweaked, but the essence of who they are remains.

Family Adventure said...

Such a sweet post! I hope you keep it for him for later!
- Heidi

Oh, and Happy Birthday Wyatt! :)

Kellan said...

Happy Birthday Wyatt! It's true - sometimes they are our compass.

pinks & blues girls said...

Time flies, doesn't it!? Happy Birthday to your sweet boy! What beautiful post.

Jane, Pinks & Blues

LindaJ said...

Happy birthday to my sweet sweet wyatt. I love you as if you were my own.

Auntie Linda
Uncle Brandon

Alexandra's World said...

Aw! I got choked up! Boys are so awesome! I don't have kids, but I have a 10 year old nephew, and he is the best thing ever!! Happy Birthday to your Wyatt!

Redneck Mommy said...

Happy Birthday Wyatt!

What a great post for him to read when he's older and will actually appreciate it!

Have a great day all of you!

Oh, The Joys said...

Such a sweet kid to worry about your special plate!

Becc said...

Beautifully written...

Rock the Cradle said...

Happy Birthday to both of you!

What a great kid. What a great mom!

Becky said...

awww what a sweet little boy. happy birthday wyatt!

Anonymous said...

So hard to believe...

Happy Birthday, Wyatt!

I love you~
Aunt Jenny

flutter said...

Oh happy birthday, buddy.

Anonymous said...

He has always been such a genuine, sweet young man. Hope he is having a wonderful birthday.

Aunt Joan

Kristin said...

Happy Birthday, Wyatt!!!

JaniceNW said...

Happy Birthday Wyatt!

Great post! I enjoyed it.

kim said...

awwww Happy Birthday Wyatt!!

Kyla said...

Happy birthday Wyatt, you sweet boy.

Carrie, he reminds me a lot of my BubTar in this post.

painted maypole said...

Happy Birthday Wyatt. What a blessing you are to this world!