It had always been a tradition for me to go to my grandma's place with my mother for gathering. Well, I never liked going. Since my aunt likes to compare me and my cousins. Even if I'm the better one, even if it's just another aunty's talk, it's just irritating. Don't people have better things to talk about?

Now, Daven's case is worse. Even before he was born, they, mostly Mommy and Felicia, have been comparing him with Mommy's younger sister's daughter. She should be turning 2 this October.

I seriously dont understand why they would want to compare the both of them. From how clever they are going to be, to what kind of milk they drink, to how much their cot/toys/rocker cost.

I dont care if Daven is the dumbest or the cleverest kid on Earth. I dont care how much they spent on her cot/toys/rocker. I give Daven what we can afford, plus lots of love. Everything doesnt matter, because Daven is Daven.