Will has become quite a character. Actually, he's always been a character. He just says more things now.
Like just now he found some hand sanitizer and was squirting on the hearth and rubbing it on the bricks. I told him to stop and he said, "No, momma." I told him to stop again and he said, "No, momma! Leave me alone!"
A little while earlier he was asking for his ba (pacifier). I told him he didn't need it and he said, "I do need it, momma!". I told him ony babies used pacifiers and that he was a big boy now. He said, "I am a baby, momma."
Last night after I got home from work he sat in my lap and spotted my pocket. This is what followed:
"You got a pocket, momma."
"You got pens. Here's your stissors."
Yes. Thank you.
"Daddy got pockets, too."
Yes, he does.
And at bedtime last night: Will, it's time for bed. Let's go night night. "Noooo!! I NOT GO NIGHT NIGHT! I not leepy!"
Man, he is a funny guy. Sometimes he makes me laugh at a time I need to be serious and discipline him. Try as I might to not smile, he can usually tell when he's tickled me and he will get this little grin on his face and I know I'm busted.
Two decades later
16 hours ago