I went last sunday with Valentin and Fanny to the Christmas party of my company. The afternoon started with a fantastic circus show : "Moscow's stars". It just reminded me a recent mail from my young cousin Sophie, who lives in Berlin and works on an european program for circus pedagogy. When I was in my eighteens, this nice young lady was a baby who I sometimes held in my arms. Usually at this age, boys are not that found of babies. But she was so pretty and smiling that probably this close contact created deep emotions which I only experienced again with the birth of Valentin and then Fanny. I remember that a photograph of Sophie, baby, was with my id card more or less until I got married.