At twenty-three months, Jonas is: loving counting; saying “Benjamin” (his middle name) whenever he does something he knows he’s not supposed to be doing; trying his hand at dressing and undressing himself; understanding the concepts of “both”, “too”, “maybe”, and “almost” and using them correctly in conversation; cutting four more teeth (his canines); still cracking us up and amazing us with his verbal skills (I see MaMa sewing machine, DaDa work garage, baby cry fuss, baby spit up, Petra go away, JoJo pick up moon, I see sunset, etc.); falling in love with the sunset and the moon; getting really adept at throwing things; figuring out how to buckle (I almost always have to unbuckle his high chair belt and the baby’s bouncy seat when I go to put them in now); and transitioning to a big boy bed (!!!).
