William is a passionate boy. Passionate about his favorite toys at the time, passionate about his favorite people, passionate when he's angry, and most of all he's passionate about his baby brother. Other than the first time he saw Austin hold Charles at the hospital, he's never once been jealous or seem threatened by Charles - he adores him beyond words and loves nothing in this world more.
The monday before thanksgiving Charles had his 6 month doctor appointment. (He's doing great, btw) 6 month appointments come with vaccines which are never fun for parents. But, they're apparently not fun for loving and protective big brothers either. William wanted to go to the appointment as he never wants to miss out on something related to Charles but he didn't know what he was in for. As the nurse gave Charles his shots and Charles began to cry William instantly started sobbing. He didn't whimper, he didn't whine, and it didn't take time for him to process his emotions. Tears just instantly streamed down his face and the rest of the day he was talking about how much he hated Charles's shots!
His passion goes beyond empathy though. When we were at disneyland at one point all of the other adults went on a roller coaster too fast/dangerous for me or william, so we sat out and played carnival type games. Charles was awake in his stroller happy as could be as I loaded up a game card with $20 for william to play. He played one game twice and then settled in on the game where you aim a water squirter at a target and whoever raises their character first (by having the most accurate aim) wins. William played that game 9 times. He won when it was a game against just me, but the prize was pretty small because it needed more players. We waited for more kids to come and then he played more. On the last time he FINALLY won the 'big' mickey (about 11 inches) and he was so excited. He beamed with pride as the lady handed him his prize. Then, as we turned to leave he instantly lunged the mickey in Charles's face and proudly said 'Charles look what I won you! It's a Mickey! Do you love it??'
And love it he did. He chewed on the ears and held the Mickey in his stroller and william had a boost of pride every time he saw his baby brother playing with the special prize.
On our last night william waited up in bed for Yaya. Papa and oh gosh to come say goodnight and goodbye, and they told me as they said bye he started crying. He loves our time with family and hates hates hates his goodbyes.
While wrangling his emotions can be a tiring task, I wouldn't change it for the world. That boy has a heart as big as an elephant and to see the love when it pours out makes this mama very, very proud.
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