Wednesday, August 04, 2010

will news

what's will doing these days?
he's talking a lot more. and he's testing his limits with the word NO.
he has a slight obsession with my dental floss. i had to start giving him the cheap stuff that my dentist gives me that i hate to use anyway. he pulls off a long strand (like 3 or 4 feet), i cut it off for him and then he acts like he's flossing.
his word for ice is "nice".
whenever he wants us to come with him he says "daddy coming, mommy coming". except it sounds like "daddy omin, mommy omin". he loves to listen to his c.d.s which he has always called d.d.s. whenever the c.d. is between songs he always says, "d.d. omin, d.d. omin".
he loves to push the button to open the garage door.
he gets very mad when we start praying and he's not ready.
he gets very mad if you take off his shoes and pull down his pants before bathtime because he is supposed to do it. it also kills me to see how hard it is for him to pull down his pants. who knew it was so difficult?
he loves music and he loves to dance. he dances like a very uncoordinated horse.
the cutest thing he does lately is he will carry his toy camera around on his wrist and say "will will has go bye bye, will will has go bye bye". i'm fairly certain this is his imitation of grandma who always has her camera hanging on her wrist when she's about to leave our house and says "grandma has to go bye bye". hahaha - this cracks me up - i love it!
he is getting better about holding hands in the parking lot. that was very painful for awhile for both parties.
oh, and he has started singing the elmo's world song. i shouldn't say sing. he yells it. "DA DA DA, DA DA DA, MO MO'S WOLD"
sharing is still a struggle at times. he hears "be a nice boy" a lot. and he repeats it a lot, "be nice boy, be nice boy". i think he tries and he is getting better.
last week there was a big storm that came through. when we were thanking God for our food, i thanked God for the rain and a few seconds later will chimed in with "thank you, thunder". so, we thanked God for the thunder. i was proud of myself, i did not laugh until later.

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