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Our little boy

"Moooom! My face!" (Said the little boy, not-so-secretly enjoying the cuddles).

Michelito Philippus' father was dead before he could ever meet him, but that doesn't mean he didn't grow up in a loving (chaotic) family with his mother Anya and his uncle Valder, who both loved his dad very much... and now love him.

Done with colored pencils.