William 5.4

In the past month I have had to educate him on who exactly owns what in our house. He was under the impression that the tv and bath tub belonged to the kids for example. I assured him that they in face belonged to Michael and I and that we have the ultimate say over them. you could tell that he felt rather indignant upon receiving this information. I also had to inform him that everything in the house, including his room, did not belong to him. Each time I've had these conversations with him, I've quietly laughed to myself, because I vividly remember having these same conversations with my own parents and recall the same exact feeling of indignant confusion! Its best he finds this stuff out sooner rather than later!

Lately he has been lying a bit, though when you question him about it, he tells you that hes joking. I'm not sure whether he really thinks hes joking or whether hes using that as a cover up for the lie. Like the other day he told me that Nora had done something when it was pretty evident that he had in fact done it. When I called him out on it he admitted that he had done it and that he was just joking. That scenario has played out quite a bit over the last few weeks and I definitely no longer take him at his word anymore. Pretty normal for this age however. Just annoying!

He is the king of weird noises. He is a constant stream of sound. Usually its low grade sound, like humming whatever song pops into his head. But he also likes to enter rooms with what I like to call his pterodactyl screech (thats just what it sounds like). He also just walks around the house making weird little screeches and yells and gurgles all the time. When I walk past his room at night, he will let out a mini screech upon seeing me, probably designed to get me to look (I do not). I've never been a big fan of these annoying and loud sounds, but now with the baby around, they are like nails on a chalkboard. Inevitably he lets one out while the baby is nursing, and Daniel whips his head around to looks and milk spews everywhere. He will often ask me if I like his sounds and I tell him very plainly that I do not in fact!

Today the following exchange happened:
Will [watching Kratts Creatures]: "Mom, when I grow up, I want to be a pelican!"
Me [laughing hysterically]
Will: "What? Whats funny?"

Another funny conversation happened in the car the other day, and it went something like this:
Will: "When I grow up, I'm going to marry YOU Nora!"
Nora: "yes!"
Will: "We will have a wedding party with dancing and food and at the end I will give you a big kiss and a ring!"
Nora: "A purple ring!"
Will: "Ok a purple ring!"

Will: "Mom for my birthday I'm going to ask for a yoga mat, so that I can do my yoga!"
I wasn't aware that he did yoga!


Will comes down about a half hour after I put him to bed, and says, "I just pooped, and made space in my stomach. Can I have a banana and a glass of milk so I can go to sleep with a full belly?" He had eaten a decent dinner and even had a 10oz cup of warm milk an hour before, so I was surprised that he was hungry. I asked him if he was growing or something, and he responded, "oh yes, I'm growing all the time!"

I was telling Will that one day I was going to teach him how to cook, and that one day he was going to make ME a dinner. Mimicking some of his oft used expressions to describe my dinners, I told him that I would say, "I don't like this dinner! I'm only going to eat half!" He responded, "But I'm going to make a GOOD dinner!" We'll see kid, we'll see!

He has such a good brain for numbers, just like Michael. There are numerous (ha!) times where I will tell him a number, and he will remember that number days or weeks later. Two recent examples are that we are reading the book Matilda, that has 240 pages. Then he got a new joke book that had 254 pages. Without looking at the Matilda book, he took the joke book and proclaimed that it had a lot more pages than Matilda because Matilda had 240 pages! The other example was when he had asked me a couple of weeks ago, how many hours, and then minutes, he was going to be in bed for. I told him 12 hours or 720 minutes. Tonight he asked that again, and this time he had gotten into bed a bit later, so I told him 11 hours or 660 minutes. He proclaimed, "but mom, last time you told me it was going to be 720 minutes!" And I told him that was because he was in bed an hour later this time. I was impressed with his recall though! Another mathy thing he spouted off today was, "hey mom, 2 and 2 and 2 is 6!" You can tell hes thinking about numbers because he will proclaim little sums like that all the time. The kid is constantly thinking! 

Just in the past few months I've seen so many positive changes in him, maturity wise. He is better able to control his temper and frustration, he is generally kinder to others and more patient, and he is making some big mental leaps. At this rate he will be more than ready for school next year! I am so proud of the kid he is becoming!