You were smaller than a peanut the first time we met. I can't believe that blob on the screen became a little boy as handsome and sweet as you.
You are perfect, at least for now.
You are healthy, strong, smart and happy.
There is a joyfulness in your bright eyes and big smile that I didn't realize I had lost until you brought it back to me. Our house is a home because you fill it with laughter.
You are learning so many new things.
It won't be long before you are walking and talking. I can hardly wait for the day that you can run into my arms when I get home and call me "Mama."
Still, I wish you could be a baby forever.
Then you would never know sadness or worry or pain.
The world can be a dark, difficult place. I won't be able to protect you from it forever.
Although watching you grow up is bittersweet for me, I have enjoyed seeing your personality develop. At only 9 months, you are already showing signs of the man you will become.
There is no denying that you are as strong-willed and stubborn as your mother.
Some nights, you fight sleep until you literally pass out in our arms from exhaustion.
When we pull you away from some object you aren't supposed to touch, you fly back to it as fast as your chubby little knees will carry you.
Your Grandpa once called you "Pistol PeeWee." I guess that's what Daddy and I get for naming you Wyatt.
The fire that is already burning inside you will surely cause you trouble one day, but it will also serve you well.
Many will try to extinguish it. Please don't let them.
I also see a playfulness in you that you could have inherited only from your father.
There is a fine line between being immature and young at heart. Try to be the latter. It will help you keep a smile on your face no matter what life throws at you.
There are so many things I want to tell you about life. Like you, I am learning more every day.
But I know you need to figure it out the same way I did -- trial and error.
We're both going to make plenty of mistakes in the years to come. I'll forgive yours if you forgive mine.
The most important piece of advice I will give you is to enjoy every moment, just as you do now.
Drink in each day. Surround yourself with the people and things you love.
Hold on to your innocence as long as you can.
Don't let hate cloud your soul. Be slow to anger and quick to show compassion.
Avoid people who make you feel bad about yourself. They will bring you down sooner than you will pick them up.
Choose your jobs and your girlfriends carefully.
Find something you are passionate about and try to make a living at it. I don't care if you are a doctor or a ditch digger. As long as you are paying your bills and excited about your work, your Daddy and I will support you.
Give your heart away only once. When you find the girl who is worthy of it, don't let anyone tell you she isn't.
Don't be afraid to fail. Fight until you're finished.
Eat what you want but in moderation.
Talk long walks alone sometimes. Watch as many sunrises and sunsets as possible. Lay underneath the stars. Dream.
Know who you are and what you believe.
Be at peace with yourself.
Seek God. He can always be found, no matter how far you have strayed from where you are supposed to be.
Most of all, remember that your mother loves you more than anyone else on this side of heaven ever will.