I need to post this stuff because I know my brain will forget if I don't.
As Zachary and I were leaving the gym on Saturday we had the most enlightening conversation.
Me: Man, I stink.
Zachary: Did you poop in your pants, Mom?
Apparently he does listen to us some of the time. He's heard that a lot lately.
He loves school! He adapts wherever he goes. He has jolly little personality that is infectious.
Andrew tracks out next week. It's hard for me to believe we're one semester down in 1st grade. He's doing really well and I can see a change in him this year. It's refreshing.
Will is still claiming the title of good baby. Just last night he slept from 11:45 - 5:30. He fell back asleep on the couch with Robbie, went back in bassinet at 6 something and got up at 8:15.
He's starting to smile more too. He recognizes our voices too. Of course he loves mine the most.
He HATES the car seat with a passion that cannot receive enough justice with words. I'm seriously contemplating buying a new one. It's torture for all parties involved.
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