August 15th.
Was Wyatt’s naming ceremony.
Nickola and Miles are his god parents.
I hope my choice to appoint them guardians of his soul were worthwhile. I know he will be well taken care of should something happen to me.
I’m not one for ceremonies, or fancy events.
I like laid back lazy summer days and dinner on the grill
The day was muggy
Nickola, Wyatt and myself were up and in the car by 8am
I’m not a morning person.
We had a lovely brief ceremony
Wyatt had his own way of christening me
by puking in my hand
My mom read a beautiful poem
She’s always there for me, in a supportive loving motherly way
a way I hope to be for Wyatt.
He is my son, my one and only
my little bear.
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