Fabulous Weather

Today was the first warm day we've had in weeks. And it was only a high of 50 but it felt like Spring compared to the cold we've suffered through. It was so nice William and I decided to take a little walk and then play outside for a couple hours. I fixed his swing and he had a big time. Especially when the girls got home! They love to play with him. Emma was so sweet with him on the swing and Allison taught him some basketball moves. Such sweet girls.

So, Billy's pretty much starving. Not really. But he thinks he is. I've got him on a low carb-low fat-high protein diet. And for those of you that know him well, it's not an easy thing for him to do. I bet after this whole mess, he'll never want to see a piece of grilled chicken or scrambled eggs ever. Plus, the no more milk thing! But anyway... I've also cut out his dr.peppers. He'll have maybe one a day. But then he drinks a lot of water. So, here's the kicker. He is gaining weight. It's nuts! He's gained like ten pounds in three weeks. He's getting really upset about it. Somebody told us to do the Army Fat Calculator test. We did. And he's well below his threshold. So, I think all this weight is muscle. HOOOAH! Of course, by telling him this is only going to make his head bigger and that defeats the purpose. I don't think the Army allows for big-headed-ness in their measurements. We shall see... :/

William has a tiny imaginary friend he likes to call Fido. Fido is an invisible fly. Fido pops up now and then and we've all learned to just appreciate Fido for his awesomeness. (Will stole this idea from a show we love called The Upside Down Show) Anyway, go back a couple of days when I told you that William found a tiny boat and sailed it across the tiny ocean - AKA "the toilet." Well, apparently Fido has now become the captain of the S.S. Commode. Lots of fun! Lots of fun! Speaking of fun in the toilet... Will has now learned that to stand up and "do the business" is way more fun than sitting. In fact, he finds it down right hilarious! He just laughs and laughs and squeals with delight at how he can make bubbles with his little willie woo. And for a beginner, I gotta say, his aim is pretty good. : )

Army Tid-Bit of the day:

Did you realize that in Basic Combat Training (boot camp) the Drill Sgts only give you three minutes to eat a meal? Soldiers are not allowed to talk or look at anything other than their food. It is recommended you put your face as close to your tray as possible, put anything on your tray between two pieces of bread, and eat a "whatever-the-heck" sandwich you get.

Kinda seems backwards -they want you to be nourished and eat well yet they make you jam food down your throat. Food is to be eaten - not tasted.