Update: My Little Ninja Wu
My little ninja wu’s name is Cullen Amiri. And, boy, is he a ninja!
The book was right….he moves all the time. He plays with his daddy (if he gets poked, he’ll punch him right back….I think that’s my fiestiness in him).
He lets me know when he’s hungry or when he’s waking up. His daddy lets him listen to Common and Coltrane, Kanye and Kool and the Gang…..durin music time, he’s chillin’.
He wakes me up at 4am every morning and takes his naps throughout the day.
Whoa! There he goes….stretching out. Like his daddy, he’s serious about his space.
Ouch! That one was kinda serious….sheesh! Now, I think he’s holding the black power fist up against my side.
In the words of my fellow Bison, Eric Roberson:
….that kid must love karate, my little ninja wu! I can’t wait ’til you get here so I can look at you. Will you have eyes like mama? Oooh! What about your smile? Will your first word be papa? Oooh! What a spoiled child?…from arms to arms and from pops to moms then from aunts and on and on….