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"A portrait of my children, once a week, every week, in 2016."

Stella: This so you, my beautiful wild one. You promised us you wouldn't go in the water. But, five minutes into our walk, you were soaked through and shivering, so I lent you my scarf and sweater and we continued on our walk down the coast.

Hugo: Although you do agree to touch the sand now and then, you're still pretty unsure about actually walking on it. Good thing papi has such strong shoulder and agrees to let you take a ride "on his head."