
Everyday when I look at my son, it seems that I'm looking at small miracles unfolding right before my eyes or like watching a caterpillar slowly turning into a butterfly - and though my heart overflows with joy being a witness to how he explores the world around him, I can't help bur reminisce the years that had gone by, when he was still a baby. Now he doesn't want to be called a baby, he said we should call him Joachim as his classmates would call him. He is starting to develop friendships independent of me and loves to do things on his own. Although it is still a long way before he goes to college, as a parent I am hoping that I would be able to help him to become this independent, unique person and allow him to explore and experiment. But I think he will always be my baby. ; )