the Eve

Each night of birthday week,
we pop a balloon.
Inside is something for us
to do together to celebrate the Bugg.
Last night, we watched a birthday
DVD that dada made of Wyatt.
(are you loving that name?!)
Tonight was Birthday EVE.
Very special.

(no pics of b-day eve. UNFORTUNATE that

the Hunk takes the camera to his Photog class!)

Meeskii & Bugg & I sat by
candlelight and enjoyed
one of Bugg's favorites - pudding.
And then I told the story
of the night before Wyatt was born.
Sorry, no time
to tell you folks the story.
Because Birthday EVE also
means decking the birthday halls,
wrapping gifts and hiding them,
taking pics of my sleeping 3- almost-
FOUR year old,
and all that stuff that makes me blissful.

taken a few nights before
becoming the big sis - age 21 mos.

But I will say this:
my girl, Meeskii Darling,
is definitely supposed to be Wyatt's
big sister.
We've been talking a lot lately about
why God made him so special.
I sometimes wonder if she feels
sad that Wyatt has so many
handicaps.
But she gets it.
And she is so good to him.
And so good for me!
I love this girl so much.
Sweet Dreams.
Time for the magic to start.