Yesterday afternoon, bathed me and put me pretty mom because she was a photographer to make me a photo essay.
The first pictures were just me. Only have been two, but believe me that the photographer was making me twenty or thirty. Then we got my parents looking at me, my parents looking at the camera, my grandparents (my dad's parents) with me, all my grandparents to me, ... What stress!
You have all the photos on this website of my grandparents' house (Casa Real).
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