Today Will is officially an eight year old!
He was born just a few minutes before Midnight, so really he has a couple of hours until he is officially, official. He was almost an April 17th birthday.
I love Will's personality. He is pretty much always chipper. He loves a good joke, and has a ton of friends.
Will watches out for his brother Wally. I heard them talking the other day. Wally was saying how a kid at school was bugging him and calling him a name.
Will told Wally, "Well, tell me who it was and I will go talk to him. I'll tell him he needs to be nice to you." He didn't say it in a threatening way. More of a negotiating tone.
Will has always been funny. I like it.
He has a pet fly. Its name is Kevin. He named the fly Kevin after weeks of pestering me to let him change HIS name to Kevin. I just kept telling him that I still like that I named him Will.
So, I guess he had to settle for having his, in my opinion, gross pet take on the moniker.
Will is becoming a really good piano player. He can play by ear, and is constantly figuring out how to play different tunes he hears. He is also good at reading notes, and fairly cooperative with my nagging to practice.
He hates doing his chores, and likes to tell me that I should do them, because I can do it so much better. Nice try. Flattery will get you nowhere.
Will is a happy, good big brother, idolizes his Dad, has patience with his Mom, and loyalty to friends.
We love you Will!
Happy Birthday!
Will with his haul.
Our goofy glasses.
I got the broken pair! Makes me look that much crazier.
The poor cake was already smashed when I went to pick it up. Lame. It was good though.


1 comment:
Those glasses make me laugh!
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