Boo for the closed library. I love taking my son to the library on the bus. It’s almost close enough that we could walk, but the bus is so much more fun.

Yay for nap progress!

And the expressing yourself in words when you’re upset is a hard thing to learn. My son was an early talker, too. He is a wonderful and creative storyteller and asks all sorts of interesting questions (from “what happens if the Decepticons don’t leave Earth alone?” to “why is everything always changing?” – both recently asked as he’s in bed getting ready to go to sleep). Even now at 5, he still needs coaxing as sometimes when I ask him what’s wrong he’ll reply. “I’m not sure I can explain it.” I know I feel that way sometimes, too.