Update for on Willy G

See I threw the G in there so Mary won't kill me for calling him Willy. I'm GENIUS!

I hope I spelled genius right.

Ok, the day after I posted saying he wasn't crawling, William started crawling. It was sorta like his "army man" crawl where he stays on his belly and pushes with one leg while pulling himself with his arms. This time he was using both legs, then alternating legs he picked up speed and was up on his knees.

Thought for the day

"Baby Go Fast!" So fast you can't photograph a crawling baby, so no pics this time out.

I can't turn my back now when he's in the floor because he is off to where ever and what ever he can get his freakishly long hands on. He's only really wiped out a couple of times to where he's bruised or ended up bleeding, so of course he is absolutely fearless.

I on the othe hand am not fearless. He likes the coffee table, but falls down there and comes within millimeters of smacking his noggin on the table several times a day. Next time we get a house made of NERF. I'm sure I'll sleep better.

What can I say, he's mine.

I kinda leave the "writing" about William to Mary. She sees him during the day a whole lot more than I do. I just know he's entirely too cute, and I love him a whole lot. He's pulling up, cruising, and driving us nuts for the most part. I do love coming home from work and seeing him smile at me, or when I get him in the morning he's standing in his crib smiling that toothless grin.



Here are some pics of my boy, you can find more at the photo page.


Embarassing bathtub pics posted on the web: Check


Obligatory baby butt crach pic: Check


Texas boy on a cowhide: Check


My wife telling me she loves me in bacon grease: Check
Oh like nobody else has had their spouse express their love in rendered hog fat? Ya'll need to get out more.


Extra shot of baby in the tub just in case he wasn't embarassed enough yet: Check.