:: giggles loudly in the market at strangers until they look his way :::: fell in love with his great-grandparents and attacked grandma with besos (kisses) all over whenever he saw her, unprovoked ::
:: does a sort of three-legged crawl (on two hands, one knee, and one foot) :::: and can stand up on his own when he's not thinking about it (but falls when he realizes what he's doing) ::
:: loves to read the peek-a-who book, and asks me to read it 10+ times in a row :::: usually stops crying when we sing him the songs from our library group ::
:: touches his head, belly, and toes when prompted in spanish and english :::: and makes an "all done" motion when we say "ya esta" ::
:: calls unica by the name of "oooh" followed by a high pitched squeak :::: but still won't say mami or papi ::
:: has a green smoothie every morning with fruit + kale, spinach, or parsley and loves it :::: can climb up our 16 steps to the upstairs ::
:: has a few favorite toys: balls, cars, chiqui, egg shakers and books :::: helps me by picking flowers as i plant them, and throwing laundry on the floor as i'm sorting ::

i know this is the part where i write how much he means to us and how much our lives have changed, but you all know this already and for me, there are no real words to describe it. everything has changed. our minutes are his minutes, and his minutes are ours. things we thought mattered don't really matter anymore. and we had no idea of all the blissful love and hard but happy work he would bring us. so, so blessed we are with him.






























