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Uno de los momentos más tiernos y divertidos que he visto de mi hijo es la complicidad que podía tener con su abuela, desde pequeño y antes que mamá enfermera, él siempre jugaba y pasaba ratos agradables con ella, y a su vez ella lo consentía y estaba pendiente de todo lo que necesitaba, recuerdo que cuando no quería que le diera una comida porque no le gustaba o no quería en el momento, su abuela venía y así le tomara más tiempo se la daba con todo gusto y él era feliz con ese gesto, o cuando mi hijo hacia una travesura ella venía y le decía que ella se echaría la culpa, yo los escuchaba diciendo que no me dijeran nada para que no me pusiera brava jeje.
Eran un par de pequeños los dos, mamá se desvivía por él, y siempre me decía que si hubiese tenido a su primer hijo el que perdió seguro sería como Aarón, su nieto, pese a los años que tiene ese suceso un hijo nunca se olvida y más cuando no se tuvo la oportunidad de tenerlo en brazo, creo que ese cariño que no pudo darle se lo transmitió a mi hijo, hoy en día bueno con su enfermedad se le es difícil hacer lo mismo desde cuando estaba pequeño, pero pese a todo los recuerdos de sus aventuras y cariños sigue ahí, claro mi hijo se acerca a ella y pese a que ya no lo reconoce como su nieto, le dice a veces hijo o niño bonito, hay recuerdos que quedan guardados en el alma pese a todo.
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One of the most tender and fun moments that I have seen from my son is the complicity that he could have with his grandmother, since he was little and before his mother became a nurse, he always played and spent pleasant times with her, and in turn she pampered him and was attentive to everything he needed, I remember that when he did not want me to give him a meal because he did not like it or did not want it at the moment, his grandmother would come and even if it took more time, she would give it to him with great pleasure and he was happy with that gesture, or when my son made a prank, she came and told him that she would blame herself, I listened to them saying not to tell me anything so that I wouldn't get angry hehe.
They were both a couple of little ones, mom went out of her way to care for him, and always told me that if she had had her first child, the one she lost would surely be like Aaron, her grandson, despite the years that this event has occurred, a child never forgets and even more so when she did not have the opportunity to hold him in her arms, I think that that affection that she could not give him was transmitted to my son, today, well, with his illness it is difficult for him to do the same since when he was little, but despite all the memories of his adventures and Honey, it's still there, of course my son approaches her and even though she no longer recognizes him as her grandson, he sometimes calls him son or pretty boy, there are memories that remain stored in the soul despite everything.
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