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Monday, February 18, 2008

Bless You, Will

Since we are in the midst of cough and cold season, there has been lots of coughing, sneezing, and "Bless you" around our house. Will has learned how to say "sneeze" and likes to notify us when it occurs: "Mama sneeze." I guess we've also mentioned that when someone sneezes, you say "Bless you." Will almost understands, but not quite.

This morning on the way to school, Will is in the back seat coughing. After each big cough he pauses to say "Bless you, Will." Except that it comes out like "Bess you, Wee-uhl."

Despite the fact that it was a cough and not a sneeze, I agree with him. Bless you, my little boy.

Edited to add: Apparently Will is a bit narcissistic. We've discovered that he thinks you say "Bless you, Will" whenever ANYONE sneezes. We've tried to explain that he should say "Bless you, Mama" or "Bless you, Daddy," but he's sticking with "Bless you, Will" for everyone.

Sunday, February 17, 2008

Happy Birthday to Will's Favorite Aunt

Well, it doesn't hurt that she's his only aunt. Aunt "Mel-mee" turns 27 today! We will all be celebrating later with a visit to NY Pizza.

Happy Birthday, Sissy!

Saturday, February 16, 2008


One of Will's favorite words, along with 'no', is 'more'. He says it and signs it at the same time, and he's started to use it for anything. Where it was once reserved only to request more food, now he uses it anytime he wants more of something: more playing, more bathtime, more stories, etc. Unfortunately, he apparently is deluded when it comes to realizing when Mama and Daddy are capable of providing "more". In the past week, he has requested (actually, demanded might be a better word) more of the following things. Needless to say, we weren't often successful in obtaining "more".

  • More runners during the Mercedes Marathon that came by our house

  • More squirrels on our back deck during breakfast

  • More cars on the road (clearly he doesn't know what he's wishing for)

  • More trucks. Just in general.

  • More "get you" (aka me tickling Will) WHILE I AM DRIVING

  • More airplanes

  • More blueberries, when he's just eaten the last one in our house

I suppose I should be flattered and should take advantage of this time where he thinks I can do anything, including providing the world to him. I know it won't last long.

Friday, February 15, 2008

Close Call

Will loves my keys and always wants to hold them and play with them. Of course, when we're driving, I have to tell him that Mama has to keep them to drive the car, but I try to let him hold them as we walk into school each day. So, the other morning when I was dropping Will off , I (without thinking) handed him my keys as I got out of the car. There I was, walking around the car, with Will inside the car, holding the keys, strapped into his carseat, when I hear the worst sound ever: the sound of him pressing the lock button on the keyless entry and locking himself (and the keys!) inside. I panicked. In just a split second, I panicked and started thinking of the ridiculous task of trying to show him how to press the unlock button.

Luckily, it was only a split second. Since Will was just pressing the buttons randomly, he unlocked the car as quickly as he had locked it. I rushed to the handle and opened the door before he had time to do any more damage. Lesson learned.

Thursday, February 14, 2008


Apparently Will likes sour cream. The other night, we picked up Moe's, and he had a cheese quesadilla. He's very into feeding himself, so I broke it into pieces and gave him the quesadilla, some chips, and the side of sour cream that came with it. He dipped every piece into the sour cream and ate the whole thing. At one point, I looked over, and he had dipped his entire hand in the sour cream and was holding it up proudly, like a torch. I cleaned him off and let him keep the sour cream on the tray while I gave him his applesauce and a spoon. (Mistake.) Again, since he likes to feed himself, I walked away while he dug into the applesauce. When I turned around, I see that he has abandoned the applesauce and is eating the sour cream. With a spoon. At this point, I wised up and took it away from him. Gross!

Happy Valentine's Day!

Happy Valentine's Day to my love bug, the light of my life! Oh, and happy Valentine's Day to you, too, Zach.

I'm only joking! I wish a very happy day to BOTH of my favorite men. I love you and am so thankful for our family.

(And yes, I know this is a picture from Christmas. It's the only recent picture I have of the two of them that's readily available. Go for the sentiment. Ignore the candy canes.)

Wednesday, February 13, 2008

48 hours

Until tonight, we had made it a full 48 hours without watching any of Shrek. For those of you who don't know, Will currently has an obsession with Shrek. As soon as he walks in the living room and sees the T.V., he starts screaming "Shek! Shek!" Or, he may even grab your leg and pull you into the room so that you can play it for him. From the first notes of the movie, he's dancing. He's watched it so many times that he can anticipate what's coming next and tell us (in his own way) what we're about to see. His favorite part is when the princess sings and then the bird blows up. He sings along with her and then says "Boom!" In short, it give him so much joy that I can't deny it to him.

Forty-eight hours. A nice break. I don't anticipate it happening again any time soon.