My quest to document each day of Will’s life continues.
And just in case you missed the whole explanation – here it is. I really wanted to photograph our little guy every day for the first year of his life. Mostly because I know that the day will come all too soon when he will be like MOM GET OUT OF MY ROOM I’M ON THE PHONE. And I will have to ground him until he learns that I am the only woman he needs to be talking to. And if he even thinks about a girl’s body parts that his boy body parts will shrivel and fall off. Yes, I do plan on lying to him thank you very much.
For part 1 of the Year of Photos – click here! And for sharing the best/worst/craziest/funniest lie that you/your parents ever told, please leave it in the comments…I might have to borrow it sooner than you think 🙂
I have a little brother who is 10 years younger than me and i also have 2 younger sisters as well anyway when my brother was younger he was ALWAYS fiddling with his…well….you-know-what. Not in a perverted way but kinda like how a girl twirls her hair…its just there. Anyway he was doing this in public a lot and my mom had to keep telling him to stop it. Finally my dad says to him ” if you don’t stop touching it -its going to drop off! look what happened to your sisters!” being about 4 at the time…he was very concerned and stopped very quickly 😀 hilarious.
To avoid the birds and bees discussion, my daddy always told us they found us running around naked in the woods. We lived in a heavily wooded area so surely it was possible! Not to mention we lived in our underwear…
And our little girl has the Day 47 sleeper!
Hoping to avoid the PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE everytime we heard the “Pop Goes the Weasel,” We told our daughter, when she was about 2, that the the ice cream truck only plays music to let you know it’s out of ice cream.
That lie lasted us a good few years before my mom came into town a few weeks ago and we forgot to fill her in on our clever little plan.
Oh my gosh, he’s just so stinkin cute.
Well, this isn’t a lie that my mom told me but it definitley shows how parenting can make you nuts. I was about 9 years old and my mom had made spinach as a side dish for dinner. I HATED spinach at the time and was complaining about it so much that she finally snapped “CLOSE YOUR EYES AND PRETEND IT’S ICE CREAM!!!!!”
I knew my mother had officially lost it. So, now that I’m all grow-ed up and actually like spinach, I make it whenever we have family get togethers. When I show up with it, I just gently hand it over to her and say “close your eyes and pretends it’s ice cream” and give her a big smooch.
OK, so maybe this isn’t a lie…but it’s something that’s kind of funny thinking of my dad and how he likes to kid EVERYbody *all*the*time*! We used to go to this grand old church downtown when I was a kid (back in the lovely 80s). I know *now* that the church was built sometime before the Civil War, so by American terms – it’s pretty old. But as a seven-year old I got to thinking, “I wonder how old this place is?!” So I asked my dad, “When was this place built?” He answered with nary a shred of irony in his tone and without skipping a beat, “Oh, around the same time your (maternal) grandmother was born…” Mind you, I’m seven with not a care in the world. So I thought to myself it was probably around 60-70 years old. Which isn’t that old…
Fast forward like 15 years and then it was like these two disparate memories collided in my head and I realized that a) my dad’s just cruel and b) what ELSE did he tell me that ended up being completely wrong?!? And I guess what’s funnier is that it took me like 15 years to realize it! LOL! So funny how you believe everythign your parents tell you when you’re so young and impressionable!
LOL!
Lindsay
Tell’er All About It
What cute pictures! And such a neat idea!
When I was born my mother’s intention was to raise me with super dooper healthy eating habits. I grew up thinking that plain yougurt–yes, PLAIN!–was ice cream, and seltzer water was soda. But unfortunately for my mom the deception didn’t last long and I now drink DP like it’s going out of style.
Another funny one, I taught preschool for about 5 years and we would have some parents would save the chicken nugget boxes from McDonald’s, Burger King, etc. and put chicken nuggets from the grocery store in the re-used boxes. Apparently their kids would only eat them if they were from fast-food restaurant’s.
Oh what parents will do at meal-time!
I just found you blog, and I am smitten. These pictures of your new little guy make my ovaries hurt, by the way. 🙂
Oh, and the ‘rents used to tell me that junk food (particularly Spaghetti-os and Count Chocula) causes cancer. Cruel, cruel.
My dad has a pot leaf tattoo on his arm and told me it was the Canadian flag…..I believed it until middle school when a corrupt friend of mine told me what it really was. I was scarred for life.
First of all, I have to comment on the fact that Will has the cutest clothes ever. And I still don’t think he’s worn the same outfit. What a lucky guy.
When I was five, we went to Florida on vacation to visit my aunt and uncle. We were driving in the car and my uncle flipped someone off. When I asked him what he just did, he told me he was showing someone “a bird.” Well, I went back to kindergarten the next week and drew “a bird” as my uncle called it. My dad still has that drawing hanging in his office. I’m 23.
The Day 32 picture is ridiculously cute.
When I was little my mom told me that if I ever cut my own hair, she would shave my head.
At age 21, I thought about trimming my own bangs…but just couldn’t do it.
You and your boyfriend make super cute offspring. Keep up the good work.
When I was really little, we lived in a neighborhood without a lot of kids, so I didn’t have many playmates. During the summer, when the ice cream truck would drive by, my parents would always say “oh, there goes the music truck! how nice of him to drive by playing music for us!” The summer I was 5, we moved to the suburbs, where there were lots of other kids my age. So it didn’t take long for me to realize that the “music truck” was actually an ice cream truck! I still remember running inside to tell my parents “did you know the music truck also sells ICE CREAM???”
I fully intend on using this lie to my kids, too. It’s a good one, I think 🙂
I am the oldest of four girls and there are eight years between myself and the youngest so we are only a few years apart along the way. We had dinner together as a family every night until we started going away to college. Our mom and dad always made us drink milk with dinner…no other options. Over the years we grew to like it but whenever we fought it my parents would say but your bones are crying and then in a whiny voice they would say “milk, milk, milk.” My dad passed away 2 years ago but every once in a while when I go for a glass of milk I can still hear him telling me that!
It’s official…..I’m in complete and total love with Will. Cutest baby ever.
When i was about 4 one of my earliest memories was of My Mother trying to get to let go of the bottle. I refused. So one day i gave her my empty bottle to fill with warm milk and she places it over the stove right on top of the fire let’s it burn a little and says “Oh no, the bottle burned!” looks at me and says “We have to throw it now, it’s burned.” She threw it in the trash and that was the end of the bottle. While not technically a lie, she led me to believe that’s how she warmed my milk so I had no other choice. We still laugh about it now.
You know that pink and bright green (spearamint?) Wrigley gum?? My Mom told me that the pink gum was made from pigs and the green was made from sharks. I think it was to discourage me from wanting gum all the time when I was little, or just for her own amusement. I totally believed it for an embarrassingly long period of time. I still don’t get the whole green-shark connection, but I believed it nonetheless. Thanks a LOT mom! Just kidding 😉
does this kid ever wear the same outfit twice? hahaha
he is such a cutie.
Oh, I have another. It’s not a lie but definitely a threat.
When my sister and I acted up, my mom would always say that she was gonna ‘hang us by our toes from the ceiling fan’. When I was little I would try and think of all the ways she could keep us up there. I finally figured she would just staple our toes to the edge of the fan blades and turn the fan on high & let us spin for a while til we behaved. Crazy how a child’s mind works.
your son is beautiful! BTW, today i was in the check out at Michael’s, and saw a recipe book all about bacon…thought of bower power. 🙂
I love that you’re taking daily pictures of precious Will! You can already tell that he’s grown a ton since day 1. What a great way to document his fire year of life 🙂
Wow, what a great idea–and such a cute way to remember all the adorable outfits they seem to grow out of too fast! Wish I had the time, but I’m sticking to the monthly photos. 🙂
What a great idea and keepsake and boy that Will has a lot of clothes!! He looks so cute in each outfit.
Worst lie was told to me by my sister. She would tell me that I was adopted and I would believe her! Older siblings can be mean sometimes.
My dad told me that “Freebird” wasn’t a real song…He said people yelled it out at concerts because it was funny and ironic that it wasn’t a real song. I found out when I was like 20 that he lied to me.
Sorry in advance to the mothers with girls. I told my oldest son when he was about in the 5th or 6th grade that girls who call him are trouble and to stay away from them.
I have 3 older brothers and 1 younger brother. When we were little, my Mom would hide Christmas presents in the attic. She told us that only she and my oldest brother (old enough to know there was no Santa) were helping Santa out and were the only ones allowed upstairs because Santa’s elves ran out of room at the North Pole and had make the toys in attics. And if we ever tried to go upstairs, the elves would scare us and we wouldn’t get any toys for Christmas. I remember me and my middle brother trying to creep up the stairs and chicken out at the last minute because we were scared. We maybe got to the third stair. My oldest brother also used to tell me that my Barbie dolls would walk into my room on Christmas Eve while I was sleeping and tell me how they couldn’t wait to play with me in the morning which would always end with me on Christmas Day shaking the heck out of my dolls yelling, “TALK! TALK!!
Hey Katie,
Love the daily Will photos! I have a question for you. Did you ever do a post that showed Will’s nursery finished? Maybe I missed it? I guess I just don’t remember ever seeing it.
Thanks,
Michele
Love your attitude! I have a two-for you.
1. My dad was pretty silly…
Whenever we drove passed a hill with cows he’d tell us that they were a special variety of cows, called Hill Cows. They were special because 2 legs on one side of their body were shorter than others allowing them to stand on the hill for a long time. The downside (no pun intended) was that they could only walk around the hill in one direction.
2.My friend’s dad was more than slightly irrate when a guy took her on her first date and brought her home very late. He met them at the car, pulled open the car door, pulled the guy out and told him that if he ever even looked at his daughter again he’d “rip off his arms and beat him over the head with the bloody stumps”. I think I was as traumatized by that as she was. Definitely going in my arsenal.
I love all the pics! I didn’t realize my google wasn’t reading your blog and was realleeeeee starting to miss ya!