.: I am Irfan :.

11 months, that is.

Mama and Ayah find it hard to believe that it has been 11 months already.
It seemed to them like only yesterday that I was still a busy little soldier kicking away in Mama's tummy.

But here we are.
From a slimy, wrinkly, curious, little blob (ed's note:according to Ayah) 11 moons ago, I have now grown to a .... still slimy (no thanks to my constant dribbling), but not so wrinkly, more curious than ever, but not-so-little ... boy!
Quite a big step from a blob to a boy, innit?
Heh.

From a helpless little infant who needed Mama and Ayah to carry me everywhere and do everything for me, to an independent (if I may say so myself) toddler who can wobble to the bookshelf to grab my favourite book, drink from a straw and get down safely from the bed all by myself!

Now, if only I can master this tricky little thing called walking ... *evil snigger*