I've got a very cute nephew whose name is Jouverse. However due to my family's endearing affection for this little tyke, i've taken it upon myself to call him Jovas and my father calls him "his toy" instead.
I derive much joy whenever i play with him, it's as if i were a child once more. I often feel warmth in my heart when Jovas chose to run to me whenever "unfamiliar" relatives clown around with Jovas. That, he sees familarity and security in me brings me endless satisfaction. Oddly, Jovas appears to be on much closer terms to my family than to his immediate Aunts and Uncles. Maybe my family adores children more than others.
Sometimes i entertain a nigging worry. What if he grows up, becomes a snotty little boy and forgets all the wonderful times we spent together? No... i'm confident that under my family's custodial watchful eyes, that dreadful scenario will never have a chance to materialise.
Jovas, you must be a good boy okay? Cannot anyhow beat "Ah Gu", "Uncle" and "San Yi" okay?
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