Jack has been called clever baby twice in the last few days already and I can’t help but be the proud Mommy, despite coughing up green goo and having half my eyelids dragging the floor.
The first was during his Granduncle’s dinner when finally exhausted, I let him down to crawl around the floor. The waitresses were very entralled by him and one even gave me a demonstration.
“You see,” she said excitedly. “He picks up the wad of thread on the ground and gives it to me. He doesn’t eat it like other babies do.”
The other incident was his godsister Joyce’s dad who happily said how smart he is and how he thought he is a one year-old already.
I have no experience with other babies, being sadly uninvolved with my nieces and nephews’ day-to-day growth, hence I am unable to compare if he really is so. But to hear it from other people, is sheer heaven. 
Mephala is a strange and rather interesting human fascinated by 
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