As long as you aren't a grandparent you are allowed to stop reading. I'll give you license to be nauseated by this third birthday post. On William's actual birthday he got to go to the grocery store with his Dad to get a balloon and some doughnuts.
What is it with kids a balloons anyway?
A quick re-cap of William this past year:
Will has been impressive in asserting his independence. He'll often demand to do something himself that older brother David doesn't mind letting Mom and Dad do. We can pop a messy treat into David's mouth but William MUST. HOLD IT. HIMSELF. He's also thrown some impressive fits. The most memorable was probably at Independence Hall in Philadelphia this past summer, but that certainly wasn't the only long one. It was just one of the more embarrassing.
For all the pains he takes to assert himself Will is a snuggle boy and a sweetheart. We refer to him as the "barnacle." He still gives a great soft squishintoyourbodylikealittlebaby hug. If we weren't mean and our kids ever slept in bed with us William would be there...every night. Will is also quite the talker. He's been speaking in sentences for awhile. I guess it is no surprise with parents who also like to talk.
William has a killer doe eyed look that he can pull out on demand. Our neighbor Heather was convinced that we'd taught him that skill but he honestly just came that way. He was so convincing that she ended up giving him what he wanted! Will is also the yin to David's yang. William knows David's name and can point his brother "David" out but still always calls him Willie. He must think that he should call David Willie because that is what we call him? William says a very sweet prayer before dinner and bed. We love our snuggly but independent little boy.
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Brad had tickets to the BU hockey game. William didn't get go even though it was his birthday. David does better when he stays up late so he was the winner of the extra seat.
Go Terriers! Fierce mascot, right?
Dean Hutter, Brad, David, and Dr. Calabrese
William and I stayed home and watched our little friend Annelise while her parents were out at a work party. Our downstairs neighbors came up and we had brownies and sang "Happy Birthday" one last time. He probably didn't need it but I needed it. I guess we'll be off of sugar and birthdays for awhile.
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