It's baby boom. Well at least to the friends around me. Guess what? I am a proud God-Pa to my best-est pal's baby. They, the parents call him - Baby Easton. O.o""
A heavy, cubby, full of hair, face photo-copied exactly from the dad's profile, cute little chocks full of joy Baby Easton. and I am the God-Pa. Woo hoo! that's not all, apparently Baby Easton got another 2 God-Ma, they are my pal's good gal frens. 'Lucky Baby Easton'
This boy is gonna be so spolit by us, i tell you. Pocket bikes for him on a tender age of 3 (see, the parents are avid motorbikers, trail-riders, long-distance travellers), the best-est god-pa and god-mas to guide him thru his course of living, to the fullest and all that crap. This guy is gonna be 'da-man'
Baby boom as I was saying. Another childhood fren from 'young' <= redundant, but i like =P whose wife is due in May 06. 3 colleuages of which 2 of them just popped their babies out and the last due in ... erm nevermind when but soon. The tummy of hers is swelling like no body's business so it has to be soon. haha
Anyways, I don't know when its gonna be my turn but not in the near future as I am but still a single, not sure if eligible, young... well not so young, good-looking... erm ok ok average, ok enough of myself, guy.
But my views on babies?.. They are adorable, cute, full bundles of joy before the age of 2, after that they are monsters till 12 and you start to worry your balls off when they start discovering the birds and the bees. So there... babies...