Hopefully, someday soon we will stop calling Will, "Baby Will." For the time being though it fits...although every day it's becoming less and less fitting. I'd been meaning to get a photo of Will's wrist which for some reason just cracks me up. It looks like he has a rubber band around his wrist. Alternatively, it looks like a toy hand that snaps on and can rotates 360 degrees.

Will also moved up to a big boy car seat this month. His feet had been hanging over the ends of his infant car seat and, whenever I carried him in it, I worried that I'd hit them on something and hobble him like a scene out of Misery.

Finally, all day today, Will was talking up a storm. And so, here is a very important message from Will:

Inferior YouTube version after the jump.

You will notice Will is standing up. Just a few days, less than a week, after Will learned to crawl, he started pulling himself up. It was scary at first, because he didn't know how to sit down when he'd fall backward and would do a stiff-prone backwards fall with his head hitting anything that was in the way. Fortunately, he's now learned to sit down when he senses himself falling. It seems like he spends half his time standing around. He'll crawl over to Drew or to whoever is sitting on the couch and stand there content to play with whatever is in his reach...the remote is always a popular choice.