My William

This is my William, there is no way to describe my William. It is undeniable he is my child.

Everyone thinks their child is bad, everyone. Until they meet my William. Although he may have a heart of gold, be the cutest little man you have every seen and a huge sweetheart, do not I repeat do not let him fool you.

This is a child that refused, flat out refuse to sit in an infant chair. At about 3 months he figured out how to contort himself into a flying position thus propelling himself out of the chair.

By 5 months he had figured out 3 point harnesses. His intelligence had exceeded them. High chairs, umbrella strollers and shopping carts no more. I have actually had to catch him from a shopping cart.

By 8 months the 5 point harness had been conquered. Car seats have to be skin tight and you cannot leave him alone in a stroller.

I have had to move furniture because he has explored and gotten himself caught behind it. He can put himself in the bathtub and turn on the water and scale an entire flight of stairs in 3 seconds flat. He can climb on to his brothers bed and has wrestled with a nightstand (twice, the night stand won).