Oh, don’t look at me, please! Don’t look at me. I am so terrible on this photo. But it just doesn’t matter. I have warned you about my possible appearance on the photos. Spookie!
What matters is this sweet heart, a new cookie, 6 days old Lazar. Isn’t he just perfect little boy? Of course he is. Just maybe……he is still too small and just a few steps away from the throne with his MAJESTY, the KING OF MY HEART, THE ONE AND ONLY…………well, you guess who it is…….PAVLE, PAVLE THE GREAT. While I was capturing this photo, Pavle was in front of the room and he was calling me :”Mamamamamamamamamamamamamamamamamamaamamammamamamamamamama….” (that is how he calles me, altough I am not his mom, OMG ❤ ❤ <3), without any intention of stopping. I guess that explains my stupid, terrified face expression. I didn’t want Pavle to think that the baby is my new pal, who took his privileged place. But on the other hand, baby is so sweeeeeeeeeeet, oh, I am melting………that is a kind of fragile balance I was afraid of.
I made a photo, acknowledged that I look like sh*t and ran outside. What else could I do? Except to ask Pavle does he want me to push him on the truck or another way around. There is a time, I will make many better photos of Lazar (when we send Pavle to kindergarten).
Just one more thing: Dear world, get ready for another AWESOME fella that will rock and roll, and run, and jump, and sing, and dance, and break hearts, and share the love and happiness. Welcome, little one! ❤ ❤ ❤