And at 4 weeks.
And at about three months. This was his first time in the Exersaucer and he was propped up with about four blankets!
Will was close to eight months old. How I love a naked baby picture!
He took his first bike ride with us at about eight months old. The helmet would barely stay in place on his head. Usually, we put a ball cap underneath to keep the helmet from slipping down over his eyes.
At Myrtle Beach when he was about 11 months old. Gram and Grand-Daddy were helping him walk.
This is one of my all-time favorites, from the same beach trip.
He wasn't too sure about his cake at his first birthday party. Later, he screamed until we took it away!
Laughing on a fire engine, right before he turned two.
And really, who DOESN'T cook naked?
Blissed out with cat love! Will and Sun Sun have always been friends.
Three-year-old cowboy pirates must carry a glow-in-the-dark circus sword. Everyone knows that!
Petting a cow at four.
Turning 5. Will's army party was the best ever!
With Jack. Jack and Will have been friends since birth. How we all love Jack.
On his first day of kindergarten: camo shorts, light up shoes, buzz cut. His fashion choices embarrass him now! I still think he looked precious, but I guess that's my job, as his doting mother, to admire him at every phase of life.
Will has decided that he no longer enjoys having his picture taken. So from the time he turned six, I have a lot of pictures that look like this:
And this:
I've learned to employ the art of compromise to capture whatever I can with my camera. We were both happy this day-I got to practice taking action shots. He got to jump off of a boulder!
And a sure way to get a smile is to take a picture of him with a friend he loves. Here he is with Luke.
It doesn't matter what face he chooses to make into the camera. All I see is my Will-wonderful, insightful-beyond-his-years Will. I feel lucky to know this kid, let alone be his mom. Happy Birthday, Godfrey. I love you.
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