Will-Power

I recently spent a happy half hour putting together a new window box for the Winter. It has silver thyme and heather in it, which smell lovely and will survive the cold weather.

These days William won't tollerate being taken somewhere he doesn't to be. He lets us know very clearly if we ever, accidently, remove him from a location or task where he is happily occupied. Actually, it isn't just us, when I collected him from nursery this evening the ladies there told me they had great difficulty today getting him away from the sandpit for a nappy change.

This week is the culmination of a month long warm up of climbing into boxes. Andrew received a cardboard box with beer packed in foam for his birthday last month and since then William has learnt how to climb in and out by himself. Every single day he spends some time in one of the few boxes that now scatter the house. There is the upstairs box, which has the foam. When in this box it is fun to drop foam pieces out onto the floor accompianied by an "Uh-oh". The downstairs box in the kitchen is shared between William and various pieces of plasticware. His teddy has a box too, that he is taken in and out of. Anything that looks like a box is worth trying to climb into. Yesterday he tried to climb into the mini eski (mini, ie. just the size for a 6 pack of beer)(for the Northern hemisphere readers, eski = coolbox in Australia).

More William-related news in brief:
- he ate brie for the first time yesterday and seemed to like it
- he is improving with his block-stacking skills; the new record is a stack 8 blocks high, completely independent of any help from us
- he is confident to crawl under things, eg. under a chair to pick up a piece of bread-stick, and is getting much better at not bumping his head
- the new skills we are practising together are kicking and throwing balls. So far William seems to think it is funny to pick up a ball and then drop it backwards over his left shoulder. We'll work on convincing him that this is not 'throwing'.