He´s getting better!

After a few weeks with problems with his small lungs, "Chiquitín" is getting better. I´m very happy now, because he´s something very important in my life. I love when I hold him in my arms and he stares at me, very serious, staring at my eyes, analyzing me, trying to tell something like "well, I´m so fragile, and I´m in your arms, so... take care!!" and that´s when I huge him and I feel him breathing with the strengh of a river and the smoothness of the wind. He is six weeks old now, and he loves moaning and laughting at the same time... when he starts, you never know how it will end...