The children of three and four years: those little 'achuchables sweethearts'

A few days ago we published an entry explaining that children aged three and four sometimes behave as a psychological abuser would. We wrote it from humor, to let off steam a little (those of us who are now with a child of these ages), laugh and share sorrows, although there were people who were a little bothered by the language and tone used.

So that the readers do not think that I have some kind of animosity towards children of 3 and 4 years old who simply do what they think they have to do (and therefore it is normal), and because I feel it that way (if not , I would have had three), today I want to tell you what happens the rest of the day when you have a four-year-old son: why four-year-old children are achuchables sweethearts.

The rest of the day?

Sure! What I explained to you the other day are just moments, details, circumstances and more or less specific situations. It is not the only way they relate to parents, or vice versa, basically because if it were then we would not talk about normal behavior, but of a totally degraded and pathological relationship that would require specialized help for both the child and the parents.

That's why after having the first one, as I say, I had another. And that's why after the second, I had another. Because they are only moments of "suffering" to which we are subjected during the day, which are combined with others in which we fall in love.

What makes them so adorable?

Many things, which can be similar in many houses, and different in others. I tell you what I remember with more affection from the time of 3-4 years of my children, in case you agree with me:

They speak with rag tongue

They already know how to speak, they already have their language and they build their sentences, which end in dialogues or monologues, and all with rag tongue. They fail in many words, they are wrong with the verbs and say things like "manimanioso" when they mean wonderful, "parasura" when they mean trash or "panariculares" when they mean headphones.

And of course, they tell you serious, convinced that they make themselves understood, and one can only bend down, look them in the eye, listen to their words and do the impossible not to laugh, while planting a kiss on those beautiful skirts.

When they decide to tell you their stuff

Which is like language, but when they have something important to say. They gesture, move their heads, change the gesture of their faces, all to accompany their words and emphasize the message they want to send you. Again you bend down, you look them in the eyes, you hold the laughter, you show them that you listen carefully, and after the kiss, to the arms and to continue with that magnificent and unrepeatable dialogue.

They still weigh little

And that means you can still carry them on your shoulders, catch them a lot in your arms and keep feeling how they surround you with your arms and legs. His little body clutched yours, depending on your not letting go, feeling safe.

They let themselves be kissed (and they really want to do it)

They have no problem with you kissing them as much as you want. Older people are already beginning to feel shame in front of other children, but they are still in that age that you can eat them with kisses and they don't tell you anything. Neither "leave me," nor "stop it," or anything like that. Kisses on the neck, the skunks, the belly ... and they start laughing with that laugh that seems like they won't breathe again.

We still look like babies (they still have a belly, how they sleep, etc.)

Until you have a baby and then you realize that no, that they are huge, but in my case, as the little one is now 4 years old and is the little one, I still see him as a baby in many aspects. He still has a belly, his feet are still tiny, and his little hands. The big eyes, some wrinkles in the folds of his body that he will soon cease to have, the pits where his back ends ... and they sleep many times in fetal position, with the feet inward, as if an imaginary uterus enveloped them and protected them in the stillness and darkness of the night.

They draw fatal, but they draw

And they write. Like mine, which instead of putting GUIM puts GUMI, IGUM, MIUG and all the variants that will definitely reach your name. And they make some very funny drawings in which they leave someone in the family or add some that you do not know who he is, and that they are not clear either.

They are very attentive (and they help a lot)

Yes, because then they grow and it seems to cost them more. Such is the admiration for their parents that they are very attentive to what they do, and in that natural need to learn to do it, They help you, and they ask you what else they can do ... come on, they even surprise you and come to feel that something you have done well as a father.

They have their innocence intact

And this seems something negative, because when someone is told "how innocent you are" you are actually telling him a little less than silly, it is actually a virtue. They are complete, they are pure, they do not know evil and come to the world to offer us a new opportunity to learn from the essence of life, of the roots.

But we are so contaminated, as a society, that the easiest thing is for them to learn the good and the bad from the place they come to live, and lose that innocence and integrity, to a greater or lesser extent, and not vice versa.

They come to your bed at night

If they don't sleep in it ... if they already have their bed, they come. Because they want to be with dad and mom, because they want to continue feeling loved, even at night. They are all love, some achuchables sweethearts.

They love you

That does not come to mind about anything and approaches me, he kisses me and says "I love you", and follows his own as if nothing had happened ... and I tell him that I more, and he replies that he still more , and I hug him tight and tell him that I am going to eat him and he tells me that it is valid, but that he eats his belly.

All the love in the world in a tiny size

And yes, they have moments like the ones I related the other day, that you feel that they are driving you at their will, that you give up, that you no longer know how everything will end ... but as most are these, those that I explain today, you endure them stoically praying that they end soon and grow. But not much, so that don't stop being the way they are.

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