Thursday, December 31, 2009

What a Difference a Third Makes

So much has transpired in such a small amount of time. I can't believe my last post was in August!. Poor Will, whose story will be less documented than his sisters', has grown so much since that time. Ah, the curse of the third child.

Here are a few things I want to remember:

The song I made up for Will when he was an infant is sung to the tune of "Twinkle, Twinkle, Little Star." One day a couple of months ago (I think), he proceeded to sing the song with the lone lyric "Daddy" and has now progressed to insert "Jaycie" and "Nanna" (for Hannah) and "Mommy" into it. I guess now it's a family song. It's precious. The only family name he can't say is his own. I guess the "W" is a tough one to pronounce.

Will holds up his pointer finger when we ask him how old he is. He asks, "Where's Daddy/Jaycie/Nanna/Mommy?" and will say "Sh!" if I tell him they're sleeping. He can say "I want..." (more like "ont") "down" / "juice" / "Cheerios" / "ball" and a few other basics. He can tell us what Santa says - "ho, ho, ho" - and says "no" with much more certainty and emphasis than "yes."

He loves to sing. The "I Love You" song was his second to sing (thanks, Barney!), and he will sing along to "Jesus Loves Me" and "Jingle Bells."

He is all boy and loves to play with balls, trucks and trains. He may be a chef like his daddy, since he loves to play in the pretend kitchen. However, he'll have to learn to not throw the food and utensils on the floor to succeed. He makes a beeline to any available cell phone or remote and loves to push any button that makes noise.

What a blessing this little boy has been! Our hearts are full, and our cup overflows!