Every Idiosyncrasy

Great minds truly think alike, because before one of my dear friends, The Messy Mama wrote a post dedicated to her three very different boys, I was thinking of doing the exact same thing.

I took my little dude to visit a friend last week. That friend has two children, a boy and a girl, and really, they couldn’t be more opposite if they tried. Their personalities, their likes and dislikes, their behaviors. Literally everything differs. And it’s so interesting to watch because they’ve been raised the exact same way. I love individuality. It’s what makes the world go round.

And my son is certainly an individual.

When I wrote my son’s first birthday post, I wrote, “I love every idiosyncrasy that is you.” And as he develops even more idiosyncrasies, I’m locking them away in my heart so that as they evolve, I can remember and treasure every one.

My son was born the week of the royal wedding. We named him William, and so quickly, he became The Prince. So, here is just a little insight into The Prince and his ever-developing personality.

Well, hello. I am charming, as any prince should be. If you’re sitting nearby, I might give you an unprompted hug. If you say “Ow,” (probably because I threw something at you), I’ll give you a hug to say, “I’m sorry.” I even hug my stuffed animals. If you’re sad or mad, don’t worry, I’ll hug you and make you feel better. And if I get tired, I might curl right up in your lap.

I am a wrecking ball. I love to bang, throw, and make noise.

I am fearless. And I love the water. So psh. Put me in a shark tank. I dare you.

I am curious about everything and observant. Sometimes, I just love to watch the birds flying in the sky.


I am determined. No matter how small something is, I’ll get inside of it. No matter how big something is, I’ll climb on top of it or go around it. No matter how high something is, it’s never out of reach.

Mommy side note: I can only pray he carries that sentimentality into every aspect of his life as a child and as an adult.

I am expressive. My family likes to call me “the man of many faces.” You don’t have to try hard to make me laugh or smile. I don’t have to be blown away to widen my owl eyes and let out a big “Whoaaaa.” I love to take everything in.

And that, my friends, is The Prince in a nutshell. A very small nutshell that does not, in any manner, shape or form, encompass every idiosyncrasy that is him.


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