It's finally happened.

After 2 years at preeschool and 3 at school, we finally have experienced the joys of head lice. The day I discovered that my eldest's head was covered in nasty eggs, I was really tempted to burn the bedclothes and towels and disinfect the entire house.

Now, after combing him, and myself, and my husband, and my youngest one for over a week, I am tempted to say we've finally won the battle.

Mexican Layer Dip

My dear Javi,

next week you'll turning 7. I can't believe it's been seven years already since you arrived, dazed, tiny, and completely bold, so fresh in the world.

Everyone says not to blink because kids grow so fast. That statement is so true. I can still picture your tiny foot that I could hold in the palm of my hand the day you were born.

In your first year, you did all sorts of things: walked, talked, ate spaghetti, discovered Elmo, made me laugh, and we celebrated your birthday in our flat in Madrid with our family and friends. I remember how excited I was, how full of happiness and joy.