He just wants to EAT the bubbles

"Good Grief!"

This is the phrase Will learned this weekend and he walks around the house exclaiming: "Good Geef! Papa broke the chair!" Then erupting into fits of giggles. The kiddo cracks himself up. The story behind the joke is very simply that Uncle Ian probably needs some new kitchen chairs. Papa was mindful of this and didn't grab the broken part of the chair but the presumed sturdy part, yet the chair still fell apart, at which point he exclaimed: "Good Grief!" Will found this extremely funny.

Will also figured out how to lock Uncle Ian's bathroom door, then stand outside and pull it closed. Good thing he wasn't inside the bathroom when he closed said locked door. Daddy and Uncle Ian couldn't get it unlocked from the outside so Uncle Ian had to drive his truck around to the back and climb on the roof of the cab so he could squeeze through the window into the bathroom and unlock it from the inside.

Will is so enthralled with his Uncle Ian. Our neighborhood held a block party the same day as Will's 2nd birthday party. In the evening after we wrapped up our party they set off fireworks in the park behind our house. Will and Ian sat on the couch and looked out the window at the colorful display. Between sets Will kept asking for MORE! Ian taught him to pound on the couch and chant "Do more! Do more! Do more!" Guess what Will's other new favorite phrase has become. Last week we sat on the front porch watching an approaching thunder storm. Will's reaction to the loud booms was: "Fireworks! Uncle Ian coming?"

watching fireworks

popping cheeks of air