Three
Today (Jan 28) Wyatt Benjamin Esau is three
years old! It’s a common thing to hear him say “I’m a man!” On our way home
from town the other day we all were saying what we were thankful for. He said, “I’m
thankful for God!” He loves listening to My Bible Friends and is often heard
repeating parts like “Captain Naaman is a terrible man!” (because he said he
would not listen to the prophet) and “Hosanna! Hosanna! Hosanna!” or “Uncle
Jehoida! Uncle Jehoida!” He loves the book Go Dogs Go and the other day in town
he said, “Go dogs, go! The light is green now!” I don’t think he knows his
colours or his numbers but he has a very keen memory and perception! He’s a slim
little boy. He weighs 34 lbs and measures 39” tall. He’s completely potty-trained,
sleeps in his crib-turned-toddler-bed and wears size three pants and shirts and
size 8 shoes. He loves to sing. He told me the other day “Mom, you and I like
to sing songs.” Before Wyatt was born I was worried that another little boy 8.5
years later would be wimpy and spoiled. I need never have worried! Wyatt is 2
going on 15. He wants to do whatever the other men do and be included in everything.
If Pat is taking the others shopping for bikes he wants to go too. And if Pat
takes the others sledding he is by all means going along too! I think he is a
little spoiled but certainly not wimpy. He’s a very agile child. He can climb
straight up the walls. He scales the fridge/freezer, stands inside and fills
his cup, gets down and shuts the door, all without spilling a drop. Not that I’m
proud of it but it certainly is a feat. Wyatt’s Uncle Rennie and Grandpa Dean
continue to be his most admired people. He adores them. He chose a shirt the
other day (to go to Uncle Rennie’s) that ‘is like Uncle Rennie’ he said. Every
cow and horse and bale is like Uncle Rennie’s. And he told Pat the other day “I’m
going to get a peter-car like you.” Wyatt has darker hair that’s a bit wavy,
long black eye-lashes and hazel eyes. He has fine features, beautiful
oval-shaped head and little stick-out ears. Another thing, Wyatt has had asthma
for a lot of his life and this winter I’ve been taking him to the chiropractor
and he hasn’t needed his puffers at all!! One time I gave him his blue puffer
because he was getting pretty wheezy but that day I took him in to Dr. Stacey
and he very shortly got better! I’m so very grateful for that! So, in twenty
years what will I want to read about this dear little 3-year-old? He loves his
blankets and teddies and playing Lego with his brothers. He plays and plays
with the toy kitchen his Grandma Lois left here for while they are in Windowrock.
He loves to play church and lead songs like Grandpa. He tries to stand on his head and turn summersaults
like Zach. He and Zach fight and fight and fight! He’s very helpful. He helps
clean out the dishwasher, set the table, puts things away in different rooms,
etc. Not perfectly, of course, but amazingly well. We’re pretty proud of our
littlest man.
