lunes, 28 de mayo de 2012


Between this picture

en el parque

and this other


there are only three days of difference.

On Thursday morning, I received a call from Pol's kindergarden. He had fallen down and although they told me that it was not too serious, I had to run to the Hospital to sign some papers. As you can imagine, I did not run, I flew.

After all, it was not too serious, but I came back home with a little boy with the whole face bruised and a tooth less.

Pol is a fearless, independent child that wants to try everything right here and now.


If you try to help him, he will do it again. If he fells down, he goes there again because he needs to understand why this has happened.

por la cuerda floja

My little adventurer!

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