On Christmas Eve, the family was together. Alex was excited and kept asking what time Santa was coming. Irene's mother and Fernando went to help prepare dinner.
-Did you ever feel the baby moving, Irene? - Asked Fernando.
-Not yet. I think it's too early for that.
-No, daughter. I already felt you at this time of pregnancy.
-It must be really crazy! - Said Tamara.
-It's a wonderful feeling. - said Irene's mother.
-Sometimes I think I did, but it must be just imagination. - said Irene, caressing the belly.
-When it is, you will know, daughter.
-I will also want to feel - said Tamara, hugging Irene from behind and caressing her belly - My daughter moving.
-I felt you, daughter. - Said Fernando - When you can see it then, it's even cooler.
-I don't see the time, it must be exciting. - Said Tamara.
-And is. - Said Irene's mother - Get ready to cry a lot.
-More than I'm already crying, mom? - said Irene, holding Tamara's hand.
-Irene is crying even with commercials. - She said and laughed - If we watch a sad movie, our room will flood.
-Exaggerated! - Said Irene - But, I'm really crying a lot.
-And the wishes? - Tamara said - Dad, have you ever had to go out at dawn to buy something for Mom?
-Not. Your mother did not have that phase.
-The other day I had to go to two supermarkets to find the lemon ice cream that she decided to eat. - Tamara said and gave Irene a kiss on the cheek.
-Is that so. And you have to eat right away, you can't wait until later. - said Irene's mother.
-She talks like that, mom, but it's a joke. She is very affectionate. It does everything to please me.
-I do everything to see my pregnant woman happy. - She pressed Irene's cheeks - Beautiful thing!
-Stop love. - said Irene, smiling sheepishly.
-You are lucky, daughter.
-I know, mother. - Kissed Tamara's hand - My wife is an example.
-I do nothing extraordinary, love.
-Mothers, what time wills Santa Claus arrive?
-We'll eat first, son. Later he arrives. Fine? - said Irene.
-Oh no. It's gonna take a while!
-And what will he bring for you? - Asked Fernando.
-I asked for a car, just like Mom's.
-Ah, how smart you are. And what will I win?
-Grandpa doesn't win. Santa Claus only brings gifts for children.
-But I'm a kid.
-No, grandpa, you're old.
-Son... - said Irene.
-Alex - Tamara took him in her lap - you can't call Grandpa an old man, call him a boomer.
-Oh... Is that something to teach the child? - said Irene.
-What's wrong with that?
-Grandpa boomer!
-Hahahaha - kissed his cheek - Smart boy!
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Fly con vos (English)
Fiksi PenggemarThis fic started to be written on a flight, so it literally appeared in the clouds. This is a great reminder to never lose hope. As Tamara herself says: If something bad happens, turn it into something good. So, let's dream!