Quando ficava com a pipoca em casa de manhã (até aos 3 anos e meio) o papá deixava-lhe de vez em quando pequenas surpresas preparadas. Ora mudava bonecos de sitio, ora os punha arranjava outras maneiras de surpreender a pipoca. Eu adorava aquilo, aquele c
There is no perfect, ideal, and cohesive road for motherhood, only the twist and turns of the “figure it out yourself” sort... Was I ever a fully-fledged person before I had my children? Why yes, of course I was… I had a life and it was a great one –...
