I, in turn, adore Will. His siblings sometimes get annoyed with me for letting him get away with so much. Probably too honest there, but it's reality. It's so easy for me to overlook his little mistakes because he just loves me so much!
|From last February|
Will loves animals and he absolutely loves Go, Diego, Go. Today he put his hands on his heart and said, "I Diego. A animal's in tubble! A baby jaguar and po-war bear! I help yem!" We all said, "Go, Diego, go!" And he went off running. Just now, before I put him down for his nap, I was trying to coax him under his blanket saying, "oooh, so so soft! I love this bed!" He said, "I don't yike. It's yucky bed."
The toddler years are so funny. As long as you can smile through the tantrums, messes, and potty training. Which, I can. Now. I didn't with Gage, I started to with Kjel, and I'm pretty much rocking the toddler years with Will ;). Not to brag, but it's true.
And in the spirit of total honesty, I have NO CLUE how to do these early school years. Kindergarten and first grade were fine, but second grade is proving to be quite a challenge. Someday, a few years from now I'll say: I didn't with Gage, I started to with Kjel, and I'm pretty much rocking the pre-tween years with Will. I hope so, anyway. :)