Oh how I miss those times that he was still a baby. He was a bit fragile because he is sickly, so you can imagine me being a pranoid mom every now and then.. and I guess that's really the case with first born kids. I was too innocent then that I always ask my friends, relatives and my mom on what to do whenever something happens. But look at him now.. he is getting more independent each day, and yeah, he's growing up to be one good looking guy :)
Next month , he will turn 4 and by June he will officially be a pre schooler. Where did all the years go?