Cola is now 3 months old!

The 2 brothers compete for attention in different ways.

EggEgg whines and whinges and dances and giggles. His mood swings like a pendulum and drives us nuts, alternating between hilarious moments and frustrating madness.

Cola just sit there in his bouncer, placid as an angel, watching the household buzzing around him. Occasionally he would blurb out a gentle "aaaaaah" and move his fat fists like kung fu. He never gives us any trouble, and even has this apologetic look on his face when he soils his nappy.

Every morning when Cola wakes up, he stares into my eyes with his black round eyes, very much like marbles. Those eyes? Aren't they same as mine? It is as if I am looking at myself in a mirror! Some mornings I get confused: am I looking at Cola, or am I looking at own childhood myself? Is this how I look like 30 years ago? Is this how my mother looked and smiled at me? Life does go round in circles.