Bugoy passed by this evening. I was surprised to see how plump he was with a round tummy. I was happy to see him just like any dad happy to see his baby boy – we are some 11 years apart so this is why I sometimes mistake Bugoy for my son. What really made me smile was that as I caressed his plump arms, I could feel them really smooth… as in really smooth. Sure his pores have some vestige look of being enlarged, but now he is smooth as I hugged my plump baby boy. [Read more…]