Baby Boy

This evening, Taj was really tired and had a meltdown before Jamila or I could put him to bed. He cried, and cried, and cried, and finally I sat down to nurse him on our papasan chair (the famous papai chair) and called: Come here young man, it's your time to be a baby now. He ran to my lap, gave me a big smile with relief, and said wiping his tears: Baby Boy.

Too bad the time will come when he won't like being seen as a baby anymore...