Three years ago, we met William Francis Paul Turchin.
We threw out my favorite name (Jack) in favor of Will. A softer name for our quiet mild mannered little boy.
We promised to never ever call him Willie. This lasted about a week and a half.
Also lasting about a week and a half was his quiet mild-mannered ACT. He has continued to be full of affection and snuggles and love (Will is nothing if not a LOVE), but he’s got some serious passion fueling all of his feelings. Coupled with a mad stubborn streak.
He’s brilliant at figuring things out (from how to work an iPhone, to pushing furniture around to get to the nutella). When he puts his mind to it, there’s nothing this kid can’t do.
I can’t wait to see where that leads.
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