Keiron, our four-year-old son, has a sweet tooth. He loves golosinas or sweets. While we strive to provide him with nutritious meals, like most kids, he's not a fan of vegetables. He once tried to outsmart us by hiding spinach under the tablecloth! However, he does enjoy mashed potatoes and yogurt.
On school holidays, Keiron spends his days immersed in cartoons. He's a big fan of Phineas and Ferb, SpongeBob SquarePants, and Doraemon. He also loves superheroes like Spider-Man, Batman, and Bumblebee from Transformers. When he's not glued to the screen, he enjoys playing and running around with his sister, Kayla, though their playful interactions often lead to sibling squabbles.
Keiron is incredibly close to his mother. She loves him dearly, cuddling, playing, and tickling him endlessly. This strong bond can sometimes make it challenging for him to connect with others, including me. While I know he loves me, he doesn't always show it in the same way. He often resists walking, preferring to be carried on my shoulders, and can become quite upset when I refuse. His tantrums can be intense, involving kicking, punching, and scratching. It's a constant learning experience for us as parents to set boundaries and maintain control, even during these difficult moments. We've learned that indulging tantrums only reinforces negative behaviour.
Keiron is a delightful child, full of energy and enthusiasm. He loves racing me and playing football. His first wish in a wishing well with a coin is a pelota or a ball. He make us laugh with his funny antics and mispronunciations. At his age of 4 he still couldn't pronounce the letter R. He's a kind and grateful boy, always appreciative of the things we give him. And the most I like in him, he is sweet.
Watching him grow up so quickly is bittersweet. He brings so much joy to our family, and I can't help but wonder what great things he'll accomplish in the future. I cherish every moment we spend together and am incredibly grateful for his presence in my life. I pray to God that I'll be there to witness his own journey of parenthood, that maybe too much to ask, but for now, I'm content with the blessing of having him. I thank God for both Keiron and Kayla; they are our greatest treasures.
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