The Willzer

Things that Will says that I don't want to forget:

When you ask him something that he's done, like go to the bus to pick up Emily, he says "I did!".

When he leaves the room to go do something, he'll say "Back", as in, I'll be right back.

He calls ice cream "cream"

He calls the book Machines at Work, "Guys" because the first page says "Hey Guys!"

He calls Emily "Sister" but doesn't say her name.

"E Go" means "Where did it go?"

Deee is - There it is

Tisses - Kisses

When he's about to jump off of something he says "twooo, freee, wooo, freeee, go!"

He calls eating "bites"

He says "waining" when it's raining and when we go inside, "bye-bye wain"

He calls Violet "Baybee" but not sister, she hasn't earned that title yet, I guess.

Instead of Banana, he calls them "Nanny"

He just recently moved away from saying "mama" and opting for the more mature, "mommy". So already he's losing his baby speech, and I'm so sad to be losing my little guy that was just barely walking a year ago, and my god, Violet's size only two years ago. Today Will was sleeping in his carseat and I looked back at him, this enormous kid, that I never thought he'd be.

But he's also so, so much fun, and I'm reminded how much I loved this age with Emily. Two-year-olds are just so amazed everything. The world is a fresh and new place, and not as scary as it was. He's willing to climb to the top of a ladder and jump down into Ian's arms without hesitation, and hunch over a centipede to examine it without fear.

Sometimes, he pushes me right to the edge with his hitting, spitting, and general grumpiness, but then he does something so sweet, like kissing his Bird-O and the rest of "The Buddies" goodnight, that I never want the terrible twos to end.