My son, like any other toddler, is a sponge and is learning everything he is exposed to, from home, daycare, outside walks and any activity we do together. Recently, he learned how to solve simple puzzles and we all got all excited with this achievement. Although he is able to put all pieces properly in... Continue Reading →
Tribute to my dad, João Vitorino Azolin Benato
This tribute I left with my father in his funeral. With much gratitude we could spend his last days together. I used to write it when he was sleeping to enjoy the time he was awake. He was no longer alive to listen to it, maybe yours could. Translating to any language would loose its... Continue Reading →