Summer 1984
Age: 1

It was bloody hot but with a warm summer breeze.
'Juan! Is the airconditioner fixed yet?' Simona asked while waving the newspaper to her face to get some fresh air. It was the middle of the summer and 44 Celcius. Simona put her daughter in the cradle in the coolest corner of the room.
A few babies died again this week because of the heat. She was afraid the same would happen to her own child.
'Not yet! Who is so crazy to fix the airconditioner with this temperature?!' Juan said while reading last week's newspaper. He was too busy with working because there was a robbing in the electronica shop he worked at. The mess was huge so there was a lot to clean up. Now that it all was done he was too tired to fix some airconditioner. 'What if our baby dies because you are too lazy to get off your butt?' Simona said. Juan just sighed and start reading the next page. 'Men,' Simona muttered, 'never can do two things at the same time.'

'Francisco! Look at this!' Maria shouted. Francisco took a look from behind the door and laughed. 'My little Javier! What have you done to your face?'
The kid's face was covered with brown chocolatesauce. 'Pappa! Choco!' the boy jabbered and took the tube of chocolatesauce. He pinched it with his small fingers and some of the sauce jumped out and splatted into his father's face. His mother giggled so did the baby.
'That's my boy!' Francisco smiled and licked some sauce from his face.