As you might know, I did arrive 5 weeks earlier as expected. And it became clear pretty quickly that I needed a lot of food to get big and strong. I certainly liked to eat about every three hours, around the clock, whole day. In between meals I felt it was best with a little nap. And believe me, there isnt a better place to take a nap than on moms or dads lap.
Sure feeding me every three hours s pretty exhausting,
ask mom, she'll agree. But hey, isnt that what moms are for. Dad sure slept
enough for the both of them. And surely, they don’t expect me to feel responsible
(wich actually is one of the big advantages of being that small, you know).
This was a big happening with 2000 memebers of my kin present. Guess who was the youngest. Me. Well, that’s what everybody thought. Until some irritating little fellow showed up, pretending to be two weeks younger than me. Man, I should have stayed put a few weeks more! Well, congratulations to you. But guess who was the next youngest of the lot. ME! Still, I got away with being the youngest in at least one newspaper !
Pretty exciting when all the youngest had to come
up on stage, trying to charm everbody in the crowd. Newpaperjournalists,
photographers, taking pictures and writing down our names - (they had a
hard one with my name, I tell ye !). Gave some interviews, posed for some
photographers, you know, the usual stuff.
In the picture above you see mommy's back (see
my head ?). The guy in the back is one of the photoraphers. On the second
picture you see me getting some air, cause it sure was exhausting all that
attention.
Another picture off me and mom. I just love to
be hold like that. I get to check out everything happening around me in
this big bissy world. And touching mommy's skin that much, boy than live
is a dream.
Ruben (oke mom helped me writing a bit)