...Wonder...

{Photo of Wyatt with bright eyes, full of wonder, giving quite the mischievous smirk}

The wonder in his eyes...I often wonder what he’s thinking. What would he say if he could tell me? 

But then I remember, he doesn’t need words to tell me. 

He tells me in his hugs. He tells me in his eyes, the way he looks at something, the way his eyes light up when I walk into a room. The way his eyes light up when he sees something he wants. He tells me in his screams, or his laughter. He tells me in the strength he shows every day. 

I wonder what he’s thinking. What would he say if he could tell me? 

But then I remember, he doesn’t need words to tell me. 

He’s going to move mountains one day, with or without words. He doesn’t need words to tell us what he’s thinking.