A trip to Vancouver


I probably could tell you the details of every single first in Willis' life and you likely won't be surprised to know that I have them on tape as well.  
First time crawling, first solid foods, first steps, first time walking, first dance marathon, first piano lesson, first birthday, first you name it, I remember it.
I think it's just part of parenting; cherishing and celebrating those milestones.
Willis has moved on from the more physical/developmental milestones and is now flourishing in the cognitive milestones and I'm finding these moments to be even more precious than the first bit and I think that is mostly in part to the fact that he is filled with so much pride in his ability.  Like the first time he recited the alphabet, or did some addition, or wrote his name.
So Willis, I thought I'd compile a list of things you can do right now, at 3.5 years old, just in case you're wondering what kind of little boy you are.

You can recognize/ name all the letters but never recite them in order.
You can sing a good handful of songs by memory, including the ever so annoying theme song from Barney. I love you, you love me, we're a happy family....
You can add a handful of numbers.
You count to 16.  After that the numbers are in different orders.
You can speak minimal french: maman, papa, délicieux, merci, je t'aime and a couple songs.
You read your first word the other night for Dad.  Here's what he has to say:
We were reading “Where the wild things are” and Will saw a word on the boat.  So he points to it and says “Boat”.  But I have him say the letters and then the letter sounds.  And after saying them a few times he lights up and proclaims “Max!”.  Then he gets shy because I’m so happy he read a word.
You can spell Willis, Lucia, Mommy & Daddy without my assistance.

Willis, you are my first born and something about a first born is sacred.  I don't love you more than I love Lucia, I love you differently if that makes sense.  You turned me into a mom and nothing can take that special bond away from us.  You're growing up so quickly and I just want you to know that I'm treasuring all these precious little firsts except for the present first.  As I blog, you're up in your room having some quiet time because you told me that I needed a time out and proceeded to not listen to me.
Ah, I suppose that won't be a first now, will it?


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