yesterday, his knees were white down to his toes, because they were painting the wall and our little baby was splashing in the moondust.. with reckless abandon.
this boy. i know. is special.
he smiles all day.. from morning to night.. that's when he's not sleeping.. or laughing.. or gurgling or chuckling..
he has something magnetic about him, says a relative..
he's just a little wobbly piece of jello.. says his elder sister..
i've seen him fall down, cry for a few seconds and smile.. he had a painful operation two months ago, came out of the hospital the next day, grinning.. like he went for a walk in the park..
my nephew is a year and a half now.. i know he's not just another baby.. i know i'm not just saying this because i'm his proud aunt/maasi/some label.
he has a heart that is the purest channel ever.. his innocence is purer than the innocence of children.. yes, i've hung around with quite a few babies.. yes, i'm sensitive to energy fields on a sensing level. maybe i'm not qualified to say this.. who the hell cares?
this baby, i'm telling you.. he has a heart of gold.. more beautifully, as we put it at home, he radiates the love and laps it as well..
you can come kiss his cheek if you like :) he'll cock his ears and lean in for another one.. when you cuddle him, you'll feel it.. he gives himself to you... surrenders like putty in the hands of the puttymaker :p
i love you baby mikhael..
i'm not even sure i got your spelling right.
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God bless the little fellow, always.
And all of us too.
:-)
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