My babies all grown up

So I'm a terribly Mama. I have a favorite child at Solomon. I think I've admitted this before, but for those of you who are unaware, Martin has stolen my heart 110%. He has been in my sala since the day I arrived last August and I was surprised he was still there when I got back because he's one of the more intelligent and advanced (and also mischievous) of the group. However, since returning he has continued to capture my heart by being one of the first to call me "Mami Katy" and generally just being absolutely adorable.

I've been saying for weeks that he needed to move up to Sala 2 - he had gotten to the point where he was being the big brother in the sala - bring over the younger ones when I would ask him to help me because they were hitting the windows with toys. But I could also see he wasn't getting enough stimulation in the sala and had A LOT of pent up energy (I wish I had gotten a video of the way he would BOLT out of the gate every time we went out into the park or went for a walk...it was as if he was saying "FREE AT LAST!!!").

...alas, seeing him go to Sala 2 last week still killed me a little inside. Granted I still get to say hi to him at least twice a day, but it's not the same. (Although on Friday he came running up to me after going for a walk with Sala 2 with their toy cars on a string and screamed "Mami Katy! Mami Katy! Auto...BEEP BEEP!!!" aka "Mami Katy! Mami Katy! Car...BEEP BEEP!!") I don't get to catch the little moments I did before. But, perhaps it will make leaving this time a little easier. The ones I've been super attached to have pretty much all moved on to Sala 2. And even though I absolutely adore the babies I have now, it's not quite the same. Perhaps this is God looking out for my heart a bit. Keeping it from breaking too terribly when I have to say goodbye in December. But if only I could find a way to fit Martin in my suitcase...