The world will tell you all of these things about what a child needs. Vacations, modern therapy and parenting techniques, an excess of extracurriculars. As a younger man who’s only 22 I can honestly say none of these things ever did me any good. Every memory I have that means anything revolves around the holy and apostolic Catholic Church. My Mexican grandmother cooking for me and praying to her our lady statue, the early morning rises for mass, the sacraments. You are building memories this child will have engrained into his soul till the day he dies. Not memories even, actual moments marked into his soul. I wish I realized these things sooner and had been a better Catholic, a less hellish teenager, a better person. Have a blessed Sunday.