Tenderness of a father
Do not just come from work, his wife had noticed his fatigue, despite the efforts made to hide the heaviness of the back curve ; smelled of sweat, the fatigue of the day, but she suffered , caring , had welcomed him with affection caring of him.
She handed him the robe after he took a shower and went to set the table , while the small already started to cry , and she quickly brought the dishes from the kitchen, and seeing her so busy , he got up from his seat and volunteered to put on the table the rest of the food to give her the opportunity to look after the baby .
He began to chew the first bite with difficulty, because it became hard to swallow in her mouth ; missed saliva, was worried about his son who was crying louder and louder , and took a sip of water with the hope of cliffs that remained after the bite and pushed it to the root of the tongue to the stomach . The baby kept crying when his father decided he rose from the table , taking off his second bite of the mouth, to take the baby from the mother's arms , then began to dondolarlo stroking his forehead with his fingers and opening the windows to let in the afternoon breeze . He looked at his son 's eyes , which shone like two stars in the sky of his face , deep exchanged glances, held him against his chest, whispering soft words and dondolandolo on the swing of his arms so it was that the baby calmed down , and began to launch tender and joyful squeals , while they drew a smile rose on his face. The father gently wiped the tears , walking around the room until the child was not reassured , and then the two of them sat in a rocking chair , and remained so until they sank together in a deep sleep under the gaze of sweet mother gazed at them and looked at the food now cooled .
Do not just come from work, his wife had noticed his fatigue, despite the efforts made to hide the heaviness of the back curve ; smelled of sweat, the fatigue of the day, but she suffered , caring , had welcomed him with affection caring of him.
She handed him the robe after he took a shower and went to set the table , while the small already started to cry , and she quickly brought the dishes from the kitchen, and seeing her so busy , he got up from his seat and volunteered to put on the table the rest of the food to give her the opportunity to look after the baby .
He began to chew the first bite with difficulty, because it became hard to swallow in her mouth ; missed saliva, was worried about his son who was crying louder and louder , and took a sip of water with the hope of cliffs that remained after the bite and pushed it to the root of the tongue to the stomach . The baby kept crying when his father decided he rose from the table , taking off his second bite of the mouth, to take the baby from the mother's arms , then began to dondolarlo stroking his forehead with his fingers and opening the windows to let in the afternoon breeze . He looked at his son 's eyes , which shone like two stars in the sky of his face , deep exchanged glances, held him against his chest, whispering soft words and dondolandolo on the swing of his arms so it was that the baby calmed down , and began to launch tender and joyful squeals , while they drew a smile rose on his face. The father gently wiped the tears , walking around the room until the child was not reassured , and then the two of them sat in a rocking chair , and remained so until they sank together in a deep sleep under the gaze of sweet mother gazed at them and looked at the food now cooled .
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