On Wednesday, Brit dropped Wyatt off for a couple of hours. While I had breakfast, Mom took Wyatt outside to pick a zuccinni. When they didn't return, I looked outside. Mom and Wyatt were sitting on the grass and Mom was laughing. I grabbed my camera. Wyatt was discovering grass.
With Mom making sure he didn't fall over, he would kick at the grass and try to grab it with his hands. Then he would look up and smile while his doting Grandma laughed. He seemed a little perplexed that the grass wasn't coming up very easily. We made sure he didn't end up eating the grass and I took a couple of pictures. He is such a darling boy. How did we ever get so lucky?
On Wednesday, Brit dropped Wyatt off for a couple of hours. While I had breakfast, Mom took Wyatt outside to pick a zuccinni. When they didn't return, I looked outside. Mom and Wyatt were sitting on the grass and Mom was laughing. I grabbed my camera. Wyatt was discovering grass. 
With Mom making sure he didn't fall over, he would kick at the grass and try to grab it with his hands. Then he would look up and smile while his doting Grandma laughed. He seemed a little perplexed that the grass wasn't coming up very easily. We made sure he didn't end up eating the grass and I took a couple of pictures. He is such a darling boy. How did we ever get so lucky?
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