He gazes at me with those eyes, and his lips twist in a mischievous grin. Then he grabs a few strands of my hair and pulls with all his might. “Ouch!!” I wince. My nephew claps his tiny hands with glee, seemingly amused by my reaction.
Everyday he starts to look more and more like my brother. I’m not just talking about his chinky eyes, or his bow shaped lips, or his curly hair- he has these subtle mannerisms that never cease to amaze me. The kid is a carbon copy of Ty.
He has put everyone in our household in a spell. We are at his constant beck and call. Milk to warm? Waaaaaahhh! He screams. Milk too cold? He cries some more. Cerelac not to his liking today? He grabs the spoon and hurls it to the floor.
After his bout with UTI, we were not allowed to use diapers anymore. He finishes about a thousand lampins a day, and still manages to pee on your lap. He loves it, especially if you are wearing your uniform, or your best shirt. Once, before his bath, he pooped on his yaya’s hand. Lovely. He giggles angelically, and after a few blinks of his eye, he is forgiven.
Gavin loves to sing. He also likes to cry for no reason. Last semester, nearing our finals, he found it a hoot to scream like someone’s after him with a guillotine from 2:30 to about 4:00 early morning. During the day, he slept like an angel, while I also slept during my exams.
Screaming and tantrums aside, I love my nephew. He is always happy to see me, and after a long day of Anatomy and Physics, a little hair-pulling sounds like relief. He relishes the attention we give him. As far as he’s concerned, he is the center of the Universe. Well, he is, actually.
Everyday he starts to look more and more like my brother. I’m not just talking about his chinky eyes, or his bow shaped lips, or his curly hair- he has these subtle mannerisms that never cease to amaze me. The kid is a carbon copy of Ty.
He has put everyone in our household in a spell. We are at his constant beck and call. Milk to warm? Waaaaaahhh! He screams. Milk too cold? He cries some more. Cerelac not to his liking today? He grabs the spoon and hurls it to the floor.
After his bout with UTI, we were not allowed to use diapers anymore. He finishes about a thousand lampins a day, and still manages to pee on your lap. He loves it, especially if you are wearing your uniform, or your best shirt. Once, before his bath, he pooped on his yaya’s hand. Lovely. He giggles angelically, and after a few blinks of his eye, he is forgiven.
Gavin loves to sing. He also likes to cry for no reason. Last semester, nearing our finals, he found it a hoot to scream like someone’s after him with a guillotine from 2:30 to about 4:00 early morning. During the day, he slept like an angel, while I also slept during my exams.
Screaming and tantrums aside, I love my nephew. He is always happy to see me, and after a long day of Anatomy and Physics, a little hair-pulling sounds like relief. He relishes the attention we give him. As far as he’s concerned, he is the center of the Universe. Well, he is, actually.
6 comments:
thad, ur intro, akala ko one of ur escapades (hehehe) How many months na s ur pamangkin?
I definitely identify with this entry. As a tito myself, i have a cute nephew who just turned 1 last June 25 :-)
I always make it a point dat b4 i leave for ofys, i check on d little guy! Those u describe, d screaming, d pulling of hair, even d biting (ouch) is soooo fun!
And i never stop kissing him all around esp. after his bath! oohhh babies!
@ josh: Hahahaa! oo nga, ikaw talaga ; ) Gavin is only four months old at tabaching-ching. Di talaga biro magkaroon ng anak with the responsibilities and all.. It would be cool though, to have someone who looks like me. I envy my brother sometimes = )
i love babies... miss ko na rin mga pamangkin.... hayyy
@ mink_twink: make one ; ) hehe
We call diapers lamping too :P
@ runawaycat: i think all asian languages have similarities ; ) we are neighbors after all = )
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