Calvin who is now two and half has been telling elaborate stories with more details than ever before. But he's also gotten to the point where his ability to describe his world is slightly below the complexity of the ideas he wants to share, which can lead to some frustrating moments. One of these moments was a couple weeks ago, I was changing Thomas and I exclaimed, "Wow, that's a big poo!" Calvin started saying something rapidly, and ran to the next room while talking. Then I hear him crying. I quickly wrap up the diaper to make sure he's okay, I find him in the bathroom trying to drag his giant heavy sink stool to the changing area because he wanted to "see the big poop" He was very upset that it was already wrapped up and only calmed down after I unwrapped it for a quick peek. I love hearing him reason to himself, repeat what happens in the day: "No Ho jie cheet ah, mommy cheet yah" (If Calvin cuts the fruit with the knife, it is dangerous,...