Putting the baby to sleep

I quite recently became a father, and the poor child is exposed to a lot of tango music, naturally. (And I get out to dance less, hence the blog writing.) Before he was born, I used to talk about how we would practice walking together, he and I. Now this is how it turned out: The scene: Unpatiant 12 days old boy, waiting for his mother to get ready for breast-feeding. [Read More]