Raise a million filters and the rain Will Not be clean, Until the longing for it be Refined in deep confession. And Still we hear, If only this nation Had a soul, or, Let us change the way we trade, or, Let us be proud of Our region.
Leonard Cohen (poet, singer and writer, 1934-)

Two nights ago, my son didn’t wanted to drink his milk and it occurred to me to make a drawing where I added a detail or an sea animal every time he drank a sip. Finally, Darío drank it all and gave the drawing to color it, which I would like to share in this blog. The picture has a size of an A4 (297×210 mm approx.), so I think that is enough for children to enjoy it, like it or not the milk.

«I love you with all my heart» I have heard this morning a little girl of five or six years to his father. She called me early maturity in using a phrase which usually attach greater emotional maturity. Then I thought that maybe, like little sponges that they are, she have heard someone say this and then repeat with a hug. At any rate, I felt amazing and made me lighter waiting in one of those places of public administration in which the least foreseen, is listen to so deep love words.