"Daddy Shoes"

Scott and I recently noticed that it has gotten exceedingly difficult to put Will's shoes on him. On our way home from Children's Day Out yesterday, Will and I stopped by the shoe store to see how his feet were growing. Sure enough, he has moved up a size! We were looking at shoes when suddenly Will spotted some Airwalk clogs (similar to Crocs) like his daddy's. And these were his favorite color--blue! He was so excited, we had to get them. He calls them his "Daddy shoes!" This morning, the first thing he wanted to do was put on those shoes. So, here he is in just a bodysuit and the shoes. It was so funny, I had to take a picture. The second picture is of him reading his favorite book, Cars.

~By the way, I've heard Scott telling Will at least twice in the last few minutes that he needs to put his shoes away because it's time to lay down for a nap. Too funny!

Monkey Boy

This actually happened a couple of weeks ago, but I was relaying the story to Scott the other day, and he just laughed and said that I needed to write it down somewhere. So, I thought I'd write it here. Will and I were looking at some pictures of friends and family members and he saw this one:

This incredibly sweet photo was taken in July of 2005, when Will was 2 months old. I love this picture! He, however, looked at it and said, "Monkey!" I just laughed! How sad that he thinks that he looked like a monkey at that age. I think he's pretty cute, myself. Anyway, just another fun Will story for ya :)

Smarty-Pants

Okay, I usually try not to brag about Will, because I don't want anyone out there reading this feeling bad about their own kid, or think that I am one of those moms who can't stop talking about how smart their kid is. That said, my kid is really really smart. Since he is my first kid, everything he does is quite normal to me. Sure, I've been around my friends' kids, but not 24/7. Will quite frankly amazes me sometimes at the things he picks up on. For instance, today I picked him up from Children's Day Out and took him back up to the flower shop where I work part-time. Several of the people I work with hadn't met him yet, so I thought it was a good opportunity. We were chatting in the back work room and Will looks up and says, "Balloon!" Okay, I know you're thinking, "so what?" Well, the "so what" is this...the balloon said "Happy Birthday" on it and he started naming just about all the letters on the balloon.

Will loves to "read" books, and several of his books are about the alphabet. We've been reading these to him since he was pretty young. He also has a Sesame Street dvd about the alphabet. So, to me, it's pretty normal that he knows all these letters. But all the people I work with were amazed. "How old is he?" they asked. He's 20 months. Now, maybe he's not as smart as some kids out there, but I think he's pretty special. He can say just about anything we say, and knows exactly what we are talking about (to an extent). He also knows several of his numbers. I asked him yesterday how many feet he had and he said "Two!" without even really thinking about it.

This is probably one of two or three times that I am going to brag on my kid on here, but I am just so proud of him. He is really special in so many ways. Isn't it great to be a mom and have wonderful, darling children? I know we all have those moments when we just look at our children and think, "Isn't he/she perfect? Isn't he/she just the cutest thing in the whole world?"