What strange ...
...
summer and waiting in the arrival of Riccardo;
summer with an anguished July hyper and too many job responsibilities that were all mine;
summer with the collapse of the family grandmother (the grandmother of my children) and at 93 years and a half has decided to let go;
summer with a light physical tonic and that allowed me to do very challenging walks in the Alps, culminating in a ring of 5 and a half hours with 1200 meters of altitude and climbing an hour to reach the top;
summer with Leonardo that within three days decided (because it is he who decided) to remove the diaper and pee and poo like the big (no pots / gearboxes and other amenities);
belly in summer with a major decision in the near future that would change radically the family menage;
summer with other adjustments to the mountain home, now is almost a living persulserio.
Fall, I'll wait.
PS: ah, like today, the sixth year on LiveJournal. How many things have changed in the past six years, if I look back it makes me smile a bit, 'as they smiled tenderly watching a small child.
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