Baba’s Blog

My boy’s growing up. That’s all that can be said about the matter. Everytime I look at him he’s doing something else that makes me go, “Wow”. The other day he got his first bike. Rather than need his dad to hold him up every step of the way (as he should ), he just took off by himself. He hasn’t stopped since. When he was younger, I used to say I liked seeing him grow up more than I was nostalgic of the past, but that’s changing a bit.