RouRou: Uncle Vinp

We have a dear friend we loves our two children very much, spending time with them, holding them, doting on them with gifts to the extent that the parents have to fend off certain enthusiastic suggestions.

Vinp was Gabe's favourite uncle, and probably still is, though the list of favourite uncles is now longer. Is it then a surprise that Rou shares the same sentiments?

Rou is generally an easy baby, and during the foremost stage of innocence where stranger anxiety has yet to set in, she could be carried by just about anybody. But as she grew in age, so did her skills of perception and recognition, and chose a privileged few who could hold her. Though we only see Vinp once a week in church, somehow this uncle is special to her. She would look out for him, and yell "AHHH!!" to get his attention, asking him to carry her by opening her arms wide and leaning her body towards him. If he was anywhere in sight, Rou would make her preference known. There were occasions where he took over carrying her when she was tired and grouchy and immediately, she would lie on his shoulders and in no time at all, fall into deep sleep. This is, of course, a huge ego boost to our dear friend, who would always give us a smug look in response to the attention the little one is giving him. We witness these in great amusement. But more so, we're glad our buddies enjoy the company of not just us, but also our kids, and that the feelings are mutual.

Thanks bro, and hope you had fun with the kids this last year. Here's a little photolog for you:

No, it's not the leader of a certain communist nation holding my daughter. It's just Vinp in his CNY hairdo, paying us a visit in the hospital. Rou was about two days old.