Ten years later…
Iris’s POV
“Aunt Iris!” I hear a little one shot from behind me as I tried to hang up the banner for the party. I turned and see Alicia running my way. I giggle as I see my son following close behind her.
I find it so cute that they are the best of friends and my little Ricardo, who I nicknamed Rico, has basically became his cousin’s personal bodyguard. They have been inseparable almost their whole lives.
When they were born it took us months before we could keep them apart. They both would cry whenever the other was not with them.
“Yes, Alicia… what can I do fo you, sweetheart?” I ask her. She stands in front of me with her hands on her hips, doing her best to give me stern look she can manage. “You know you are not supposed to be doing so much. You will make the bab
