Every summer during the holidays we come to visit my dad's friend at his country house, of course we are greeted with open arms. The trip to this house goes surprisingly well and we arrive in the morning. He is already meeting us sitting on a bench near the house with a cigarette in his mouth

he sees us and gets up to greet us, a slight smile appears on his face

"Welcome to my humble home. Wow, you've grown so much, you only recently learned to walk"