Har vi egentlig talt nok om ham her?
Babyen, Lillebror, som nu har fået et rigtigt navn og er blevet til Otto. Som nogen gange sover hele natten. Otto har lige nu to opgaver i sit lille liv: Han spiser og han smelter hjerter. Resten af verden har helt klart definerede roller: Otto skal have mad og han skal elskes op til månen og tilbage. Og det er så heldigt, at det hele spiller så fint sammen. Otto smelter, vi elsker. Otto er født ind til to piger, der hver dag udbryder, Ottooooo, holder blidt om hans lille ansigt og voldkysser hans pande og små kinder. Og han er omgivet af voksne, der hver dag udbryder: Ottooooo og holder blidt om hans lille ansigt og kysser ham på panden og de små kinder. Otto belønner alle med at se os dybt og koncentreret i øjnene. Og så smelter vores hjerter en gang til. Når han ikke gider snakke mere med os, lukker han sine øjne og falder i søvn.
Jeg bliver aldrig træt af magien over en helt ny baby i familien. Jeg bliver aldrig træt af at se og se dybt i de nye babyøjne, som udforsker mig helt tilbage. Jeg bliver aldrig træt af at se de små store børn tage imod et nybagt menneske i vores familie. Og jeg bliver aldrig, aldrig træt af at se mine børn blive forældre.
English version:
Tell me, have we talked enough about this guy?
The baby, Little Brother, who now has a real name and has become Otto. Who sometimes sleep all night. Otto actually has two tasks in his little life: He eats and he melts hearts. The rest of us have clearly defined roles: Otto must be fed and he be loved to the moon and back. And the wonderful thing is, that everything play so well together. Otto melts, we love. Otto is born into the world of two girls, who every day exclaims, Ottooooo, while gently holding his little face and kissing his forehead and small cheeks. And he is surrounded by adults, exclaiming every day : Ottooooo while gently holding his little face and kissing him on the forehead and the little cheeks. Otto rewards all of us by looking deeply and concentrated into our eyes. And then he melts our hearts once again. When he tire from talking with us, he closes his eyes and falls asleep.
I never tire of the magic of a brand new baby in the family. I never tire of looking and looking deep in a new baby’s eyes, while he explores me back. I never get tired of watching the little big kids receive a freshly maked baby in our family. And I will never, ever get tired of seeing my children become parents.
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