Friday, February 6, 2009

Wille's World

This is Carla's mom writing. If I could create another blog, I would name it Willie's World. Like Carla's corner, it would chronicle his daily adventures in survival. Poor Willie. He has an admirer who's three times his weight and loves nothing more than to give him pancake hugs. He must feel like the water in a pool does when a swimmer hits it with a belly flop. But, I don't have the mental wherewith all to manage a third blog so, Willie's World will be a reoccurring thread within Carla's Corner as long as the good Lord leaves him here with us. I've tried to capture a bit of what a day in Willie's life is like now that Carla is a part of our family. To see more about that check out yesterday's post 'The Cat and I.'



Carla giving Willie a 'pancake hug.' I think part of the appeal is his squishiness. I think the 'glowing eyes' tell you how Willie feels about this maneuver.














In this video you can see where Willie spends most of his time - under the table. There are two reasons for that. First, the sun hits the carpet under the table with warm, bright beams all morning long. Second, Carla can't get at him quite as easily. Willie has grown a bit protective of his under the table space and attempts to ward off Carla. Unfortunately for Willie, she is not frightened by him in the least.

Wild Child

I begged Mommy to let me sport a mohawk and she did!











































Thursday, February 5, 2009

The Cat and I

So, "Uncle" Willie and I have a love-hate relationship. I love him, he hates me. Unless I'm eating and then he sidles up beneath my high-chair for what Mommy calls the "dropsies buffet." I don't know what that means but I do know that I love Willie. I love giving him 'pancake hugs' and laughing at him and, as you can see in these videos, I think he likes playing with me a little bit too.

I like to play on the stairs with Willie. I try to get him to come up to the bars by throwing my toys down at him. Also, sometimes Mommy brings home these cool plastic things. The sun sparkles when it hits them and I can bend them all over and they don't break! The best thing is that Uncle Willie likes them as much as me! He even knows how to grab them from me. He's the best.