Mr. Will doesn't like me. Like, at all. Really, he doesn't like me*. One day, Carson was holding Mr. Will and I went up to him to give him a kiss and he hit me in the face and yelled at me. He's done other things like that before and actually quite frequently. So in an effort to get him to like me (yes, I'm trying to cooerce him and I'm not above bribery) I'm doing this post in hopes of sending good vibes in his direction.
He's not naked, he has a diaper on. Sometimes he just prefers to go sans clothing.
Such a special moment for me. He rarely voluntarily holds my hand.
I love that face when it looks up at me with those eyes and that smile.
He's such a sweet boy!*I should mention that the majority of his distaste for the mother figure when the father figure is in close proximity. When Carson isn't around to distract him, Mr. Will is a little more friendly to me and my motherly advances. And you may think that by these pictures, things aren't quite so bad, but those are about the only pictures of him and me when we're both smiling. He really is such a sweet boy, I just hope that one day he might know how much I love him!
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