Kidz@Work 12.17.2010

Dear Zeke,

Today you went with me to the office. I wanted you to be there and experience the fun with the other kids eager to join the fun activity that IBM is holding. The little IBMers.

A lot of my colleagues greeted you with smiles, they wanted to carry you in their arms to make you feel how delighted they are to see you. But you didn't want to go to anyone of them but me. You started to roam around the room where all the kids are gathered witnessing the magic performance of a very funny-looking guy. You keep on tripping down from time to time as this is only your 3rd week of walking and you are still getting your bearing on how to walk properly.

I cannot help myself but smile seeing you walking everywhere trying to catch me as some of my friends are stretching their arms for a bid to carry you around. They say you look a lot like me except for one, that you have a fair skin compare to my brown complexion. Little they know is that I also had fair skin like you when I was little. But to hear them saying that you are like a mini me is like a music to my ears.

You made my day today my son.

Your Dad.

Your Age Today: 1 year : 1 month : 16 days