(Will--almost one year old)
Will is now 4 years old, and he couldn't be prouder. I can't even count how many people he has told his new age. He was the last one to wake up on the morning of his birthday. Henry, Elsa and I were all sitting on the couch when we heard his footsteps running upstairs and through the kitchen. When he got in the living room he jumped up with his arms in the air and struck a pose, yelling, "It's birthday Will!"
It was a pretty low-key celebration. We had the family over for pizza and cake that night and gave the kids water guns so they could have a water fight. But, Will was very happy. (Please excuse the lack of pictures. We finally have a new camera, but we didn't get it in time.)
I am constantly amazed by that kid. He has so much energy and passion; he's very loving and social; and he's even starting to be obedient and sensible sometimes.
He's a singer. He frequently makes up songs about how much he loves me, he's the kid in primary who belts out every word he knows, and he gets mad when we try to sing along with him when he's singing one of his favorite songs.
He frequently lives in an imaginary world of video game characters. When it's just the two of us in the car, he makes up screenplays with his favorite characters. If I ask him what he's saying, he acts really put out and says, "I'm not talking to you. I'm thinking about 'puters (computers)."
He's constantly making us laugh (and sometimes yell:)). He is the life of our party, and I don't know what we'd do without him (besides have a lot more peace and quiet). I love my Will. He makes me incredibly happy.
