It's hard to believe that three years has passed since my first son Areg's birth. Time flies very quickly, and he's shot up in no time. He is fluent in English and Armenian (as fluent as you can be at that age) and can sing cartoon songs in Russian. He knows is ABCs and can count to 100. He is reasoning, debating, even contradicting me when I think something is humorous (It's not funny, daddy. No, it's not funny). And he's just hilarious, we have nothing but fun together. There's not a day that goes my when I am not thankful for being a dad.
Here's some random pictures of Areg, from the day he was born to just yesterday (wearing the traditional Armenian hat).
Labels: Armenian babies, Personal Experiences, Photography