I’m pretty sure the world is about to end, because these two things happened today:
First, I was making the boys breakfast this morning, and while I had my back turned to them, I heard Fisher say, “What was that kiss for?”
And Tate replied, “because I love you!”.
And Fisher said, “Awwww!”
This afternoon, we were on our way home from school and Fisher said, “Tate, I just love you! Here, give me your hand!” and then he reached out and kissed it.
Also! Yesterday was my mom’s birthday. We didn’t do much to celebrate, because we’d all spent the previous day together. But last night she stopped by to pick something up, and Fisher gave her $2 as a birthday gift.
I’m pretty sure that all of this together secures my position as the world’s greatest mother, am I right? I mean, it’s obviously because of my heavy daily influence that they are being so damn sweet.
But really, this summer has been pretty fantastic so far. The kids haven’t spent a whole lot of time with other kids, which means they’ve spent a lot of time with each other. Sure, there’s some fighting here and there, but I have to say that it has been really minimal. They once went an ENTIRE DAY AT HOME PLAYING TOGETHER WITHOUT FIGHTING. Which is like, some kind of record!
I know that siblings don’t always get along. It’s really the luck of the draw, with many factors (age, gender, personality) playing into the equation. So I realize how lucky I am (and really, THEY are), that they care about each other so much. And I am so thankful, because suspect that as they get older, they will each have the opportunity to be the other’s ally on occasion.
Damn, I just love them so much.