first-borns. what do you remember about them? everything i guess. the most anticipated, hyped about, doted on babies. pride and joy of the parents and grandparents.
he isn't the first grandchild but he is the first grandson and my mother-in law was over the moon when i gave birth to a fine and healthy baby boy.
i know all mothers think their child is the most beautiful in the world. but i really did think he was a very handsome boy when he came out.
he's got sharp features and fair skin. one of the things i remember is, he loved the camera.
i also remember he's got many admirers in his kindergarten days. i was always finding love notes in his school bag (should have kept them). when i picked him up, i'd find girls trying to make friends with him but he would walked quickly straight to me, not looking at them and turned deaf to their calls . sombong. it was his way to mask the awkwardness and embarrassment.
and then he grow up to be shy. the girls still like him (this i got from my daughter whose friends always asks about him). maybe thats why he's shy.
he is very close to his grandma as any favourite grandson would. they share a special bond. their birthday is on the same month, only 3 days apart. they celebrate together every year. i used to resent it (when i was younger & stupid). i was jealous. i wanted him all to myself. that jealously stopped when i had my second son, my youngest child who adores me more than anybody else in the world. (err.. i think, at least when he was a baby, nowadays he looks up to his brother and wouldn't stay anywhere without him).
i thank God everyday that i have him and his 2 siblings and hope He continue to bless us with this happiness forever. Amin.
An elegant watch from hubby & kids. (yes, they forked out their pocket money for the wrappers). It looks masculine here but it's pretty in person. I love it.
