He is so little with a big head and huge eyes. Everytime he sees me he calls my name Ashuye.... Since he is only 2 years old we can barely communicate however there is no need of a spoken language. When he sees me he would run to me and jumps on my lap. He would touch my hair and give me a long look and a slight smile. Oh, what a sweet boy. Everytime he would tell his mom that he needs to visit me (i know why...he gets some sweets), when i travel to Nairobi he would cry and cry and wave at the airplane up the sky to bring me back soon. He is so cute and he brings so much joy to me. In the evening when i am tired from the days work i would go visit their home and drink coffee. I feel refreshed by holding him eventhough, sometimes he smells funny with his wet pant. He is one of my favorite boys i have met. I love him.
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