The day my son was born It was the March 2nd, the day of Rolling Stones in Porto Alegre. In the early evening the rain was pouring outside and inside me the expectation was stronger. She is hungry! Shouted a father displeased to see his girl sucking her finger. With him, other fathers, family members, and curious people were gathered in front of the nursery glass to see the babies on display. To tell you the truth, I recall very little about this facts, my head was far from there. In that moment, the time, which in nine months passed so quickly, now was ticking every minute. Is everything going to be alright? Who is this boy? Is my son going to be born? Is it true? So many questions and in the window in front of me the rain was trickling quietly. An eternity passed until I hear in the speakers: Simone’s companion. I identified myself, received the hospital clothes and hold by my arm I arrived at the room where my wife was. In the stage of life, ​the show of Doctor Pheabes was started and holding Simone’s hand I just remember of hearing the doctor saying: Hey! You can look now! Escaping the 29th of the leap year, in the same day of the King Kong premiere, Guilherme cried and felt for the first time the discomfort of the world. Easy son! Daddy is here.