My mom's birthday

My mom's birthday is coming up, so I asked Joaquin what we should get her. He said, "Gifts and presents and boxes full of choo-choo trains!"

We are definitely at the point where we can have full conversations with Joaquin, which is really fun and very telling at some times. Since we have gotten back from Texas, he has told me that he is bored at daycare, which we have kind of guessed, but it is a totally different thing to hear it from his mouth. Who knew he knew the word bored?

He also tells us that he knows all about things ("I know all about [insert whatever he's excited about here]"), goes to the bathroom by himself and shuts the door for privacy, hates wearing pants, can calm himself down when I ask him to, and can be reasoned with.

I'm having a hard time writing this blog lately. I've been trying to figure out why and what I've come up with is that our lives now don't seem as much of a series of 'events'...i.e. first words or walking or whatever...rather, it's much more of a comfortable evolution. So it's a big deal that I can say, "Joaquin, I need you to calm down now" and he can take a deep breath and do that, but that's just the latest on a process that we've been working on for a long time. I think it's harder to write about the process as it just melts into every day life. It's no less rewarding and in some ways, it's more rewarding to see this beautiful evolution...nevertheless, it does make it more challenging for me to revisit the blog :)