Sunbaby is my interpretation of the sun being born.... with my son as the sun. Also uploading Moonbaby, with my niece Bri posing as the moon in my mind's eye. I'll eventually upload Windbaby and Rainbaby.... with Windbaby naturally being my daughter, the vocal one, and Rainbaby being a new addition to my clan who came into my life just as he was turning four.

Zaven just reminded me of the sun when he was an infant, always smiling and rarely making a stink. Well, a vocal stink anyway. God's way of helping to make sure I didn't have a nervous breakdown I suppose.... because Zaven came practically on the heels of his vocal sister, and she was already proving to be a handful even for my imagination.

If my life were a book, the current chapter would have been called "Zaven goes to college". And somehow I was given an empty nest before I had a full one. But the chapter's not over, and new faces are entering by the minute. It's just that Zaven had his own face, one I dearly loved to see, and I just never got enough time with him.

I'm thankful he has at least started pausing for a brief moment and thinking through things SOMETIMES. There was a time when his way of making it down steps was just to plunge a foot out in the air like a cartoon character, tumble heels over head to the bottom, and then look at me as though only at the bottom of the tumble had it dawned on him that he'd forgotten he'd only just learned to walk and hadn't yet mastered uneven ground. He eventually learned to say "I'm okay, mommy" and prove it by smiling or laughing. But I took a few tumbles in life that I could never quite completely recover from, and I don't want him doing that. God in Heaven, I hope he's looking before he's leaping these days. I want it to always be "I'm okay" that I hear. He's one young man who is deserving.

These are much older jpegs, and the quality isn't as good as it should be in the main photo, so I took the liberty of swapping the main photo with a closeup that I had saved in a larger size for some reason.