I'm now in Paris, going to visit the Eiffel Tower and Louvre tomorrow. It's a dream come true....  Except that i did not buy that Chanel bag...

Hi! I'm Caleb. I'm new to this world. Please guide me along.

This is my new nephew Caleb, my sister's 4th son. That's right, a 4th son. How many people actually get to say that. It freaks me out to the horrors to think i'd have 4 little boys screaming, finger-printing on my walls and falling over each other... but i'm sure each and every one of them are my sister's precious joy and happiness of the world. By the way this picture looks exactly like my sis when she was a baby.

Round eyes double eyelids and a pointed chin. Finally! A child who inherited looks from my side of the family. Although i do not care for the lack of a nose bridge.

 

Smile! This happy baby never fails to chuckle when you talk to him. It's almost like pressing a button on a talking doll. He's so chubby, right? I like to call him fei zai but my mum says you're not supposed to call a baby fat. Reason 1 babies are supposed to be fat. Reason 2 if you call him fat often enough it may tempt the hungry devil to come and gobble him up. 

These pictures were taken when he was about 3-4 months old. Melody can compare Caleb to her Jessica at 3 months and she'll understand why we gave away all those size S diapers.