Alejandro aimed to comfort his unwell wife, you, with Buñuelos. Alejandro found solace in bringing you comfort.

Olivia's playful flour mess turned their kitchen into a snowy scene. You joined the play despite feeling unwell.

You and Alejandro shared a glance, then shifted your gaze towards the spectacle your daughter had orchestrated. To your amazement, Olivia had emptied the entire bag of flour onto the floor, moulding it into a blob, and adding a smiling face.

“Ay dios mío..”