Childhood always feels like a haze. It is good but you have no memory why! 🙂
The beauty of childhood is that you can be content and safe on your parents lap.
His father gave him a nice push from the side and he fell over to this 🙂
He is a natural!
The tea cup addition was by my father. He saw me taking the pics. Just placed the glass in the center and left. So I thought … why not?