It was a morning of the recently spring, when my cell phone rang… my mom called me to tell the time has come to my nephew born. It was September 27th, he arrived to the world at 7 pm. From that moment, the life of my whole family changed. He’s the first nephew, grandson, cousin; all of us lost their mind for him. It was a beautiful newborn baby and now he’s a nice boy. To me that boy change my life in many ways, at first time I took care so much of him because his parents were work so I stayed with him long time. Now he’s 5 years old and he lives in Paris with his mom and stepfather. I think that it’s a great opportunity to him live there because he’s learning a new language and living another culture so different from ours, I think that’s a great opportunity to be a better man. However I miss him a lot, but I have the console that he will arrived at December 16th of this year.. that day it will be another great day! :)
