Bill at 8 months, with his brother Christopher. Bill was slow to decided to talk. He used a few words to get by: Mama, Daddy, Cookie, ba-go (bottle). He really didn't talk much until he was well over 2 years old. Then, his very first sentence took me by surprise: "Mother, May I have a drink of agua, please?"
Bill at age 3, with one of his favorite toys at the time. Early on, Bill let us know he did not want to be called by "Billy Joe", the name his dad had given him. (I was the one who insisted on "William Joseph" on the birth certificate, in case he should decided to be a doctor or lawyer some day!) He would stomp his foot down and say "NOT BILLY. I ('m) BILL." Pretty much the only person who has ever called him Billy is his Grandpa Bill.
Bill, holding baby Tommy, with Christopher.
Bill holding his daughter Nickole, April 2009.
Bill never did become a doctor, or a lawyer. He has followed his own star. When he was born, we never imagined the technical world he has found his niche in.
Happy birthday, Bill!
4 comments:
Happy Birthday Bill! From your favorite sister.
Happy Birthday from Grandma too...sorry I din't get your cake made...will you take a raincheck?? Love you
Happy Birthday Bill!!
Ah, that is so sweet. What a wonderful dad he is too. A very happy birthday to Mr. William Joseph.
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