Who Has a Big Head?

Wyatt does!
Noggin and I have played that game since he was small enough in body

and large enough in the dome to look like a lollipop.
He's a stinkin' nut.
He loves to yell.
He loves his bike.
He loves his dog.
And that kid loves his mama.
He also likes to karate chop stuff, but that's beside the point.

I kinda want to bite his face off.
In the most loving way possible.

Don't let the vest deceive you.

Intelligently, I did not share the idea of doggie kisses with Wyatt as I did with Jamin.
I just don't think I could have handled it.
But he'll get a kiss, kiss, kiss, muah, muah, muah until he's 17 or 29 or 36 and doesn't care that Aunt Jenny is a lunatic.
I hope he knows how much I love him.