On a bright, beautiful morning filled with laughter and warmth, Jimena, Pablo, and the baby played on the bed. Even though the sunny day invited them to go out and appreciate its beauty, they decided to stay home and enjoy each other’s company.

“Say ‘Da-da,’” Pablo repeated, staring intently at Adrián.

“It doesn’t matter how hard you try, it won’t change the fact that he said ‘Mama’ before ‘Dada,’” Jimena said, amused. Pablo frowned at her in mock disagreement.

“You manipulated him,” he accused