We have had a wonderful warm snap this past week, which is much welcomed by me and my love of light and warmth. I feel a push of energy and desire to accomplish as much as possible when I can walk outside without a jacket and see the sun shine on everything. For Will this means lots of "trips" as we call them to run errands, and visit the local park. He now regularly requests to "seeside" which for those of you who do not speak toddler, is a request to "see outside". Sometimes this is accompanied by the adorable "peasss" or "please" with a grin already developed to charm anyone within range.
Will is such a little boy now. I had the chance to help my best friend out with her new little guy a couple of weeks ago, and the stark difference between that newborn and my giant son could not be ignored. I came home and was sad to realize that I would never think he was a baby again. To top off this mental transition for me, I bit the bullet and decided with Eli that it was time to cut Will's hair. For those of you who didn't see it, my son had a glorious head of curls. It had gotten so long though that when he bathed his wet hair fell half way down his back. Baby mullet is not cute, so with a sad heart we took him to Great Clips for a real haircut.
Will just before Christmas.
Will just after his haircut.
As you can see, with a few snips of the scissors, my child went for a baby to a little boy. It was hard to watch, and I admit I shed a tear or two. However, it was time, and I don't want to fall into that trap of limiting my child because of who I want him to be rather than recognizing and enjoying who he actually is. And boy who he is right now is a hilarious, sweet, mischievous piece of work. He is learning to climb everything in sight. His vocabulary is exploding, and anything he doesn't know on his own he will happily mimic (meaning any slips of the tongue can have SERIOUS consequences). He is also so fun to watch when he is trying to figure something out. Like all toddlers, he can get emotional when a task frustrates him, but like his Daddy he is content for much longer than I would expect to trying things on his own. He has been introduced to time out, and has spent his fair share of time on the dreaded time out spot, but we are in that glorious stage where he hasn't figured out that he can protest his consequence beyond crying on that spot.
I am looking forward to more consistent warm air so he can enjoy wearing himself out in fresh air. But for now I am content to spend my time reading him the same 5 books over and over again at his demand, playing with Elmo, and chasing him around the house. If it is to be, warm weather will hopefully also bring the beginning of another pregnancy, and the journey to bringing a sibling home for this little guy to play with. Now that this first one back is over, I also hope to get back on the wagon of writing regularly. I certainly enjoy keeping up with my favorite bloggers, and feel it's time to contribute back to the pool of experiences shared.
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