Proud Papa

I can't believe that my boy is six months old, sitting up on his own, has a half dozen teeth, sleeps through the night, babbles along with daddy and smiles endlessly. Does it get better? I wake up each morning, pick him up, hold him tight, then kiss him gently and whisper "I love you". Sappy perhaps, but when you see the way he looks at you and the joy he brings, there's no better feeling. To top it off, I watch from a distance, as my Dad and my son play. I never had the opportunity to know my grandparents the way I'd like, so it's even more important to me that Milan know his.

We've booked our flight to Serbia this summer so Milan can meet his Great Grandma, "Baba" Zivka. I'm excited to snap a million and one photos while we're there. Milan will get to see some of his heritage first hand, and not knowing how long it'll be before we go back again, I want to make sure I capture every moment we're there. Both of my parents will be there with us. The first time I'll be in Beograd with both my parents since 1977 when I was 2! I'm really looking forward to being there together, as one big family.


On the homefront, we've...well, Danielle has made a few recent purchases for Milan. His toy collection has tripled and he's loving it. I mean look at the joy on their faces! It makes me smile every time I look at it.
The last photo I'm going to post is pretty hilarious to those that see Milan often. It's his, "I'm dropping a deuce, don't disturb me face". When he poops, he has this funny smile on his face for a few seconds....I just managed to snap the photo at the right moment :)

I love you Milan.