My youngest is SUCH a little mommas boy. Constantly wanting to crawl back from whence he came and reattach himself at the umbilicus. That just ain’t happenin’ And yes, ain’t IS a word. It’s officially in the dictionary…for some odd reason. Same with ginormous. Talk about craptastically stupid decisions on Websters and American Heritages part. But anyway…
Yesterday, after my son was professing his undying love and devotion to me. After he was done wrapping his little arms around my neck and planting kisses all over my face. WET kisses. That kid must have some sort of saliva gland problem…
But never fear, I was a reciprocating participant in this little lovefest. He’s my baby, y’know!!
He looks at me. DIRECTLY in the eyes. Holding my head in his HUGE hands so that I’m forced to look him directly in his blue eye. And his brown eye. And he says…”Mommy, I love you so so so much. But I love my brother more.”
The brother he is talking about is my oldest birth child who is almost 14.
I melted.
And I told him that it’s fine with me.
Because that, after all, is why I gave them each other.
I watch their relationship grow and deepen. Despite the 8 or so year age difference, they are very close.
The son I was so afraid would be traumatized by this little ones birth…is such an amazingly patient, kind and loving big brother. Despite the demonstrative and pesky little guy that follows him around, looking up to him.
I sit here listening to them tell each other “I love you” and hug and kiss each other.
I listen to their silly banter.
For this Mommy who blogs, there is nothing more satisfying than to, every once in a while, have something like this to blog about!
I love those boys! 🙂
How sweet is that?? There’s an eight year age difference between my little sister and I. I always felt like her second mom. So much different than my brother and I, who are only two years apart. We fought constantly! I see the same with my kids. The youngest two (three years apart) used to be like oil and water, while the rest got along fine. My two “babies” are now closer than I could have ever imagined!
That is the kind of moment we moms live for. Very swwet.
Awww how sweet!!! Nothing like a little sibling love!
Those are the moments to enjoy & remember when things are crazy!
That’s so nice to read about. I get hints of those moments every once and a while with my son (11) and daughter (7). But very few and far between. I keep praying that they will come to like each other much more when their older (like I did with my sisters).
That is SO sweet! I love it when DramaBoy and The Widget are loving too…the hugs and cuddles melt my heart too.
Yep.. those are the moments that make the not so awesome moments worth it..
Awwww, that is is too cute!! I can relate — I like to affectionately call my youngest the limpet!!
What a sweetheart. That is awesome they are so close. My girls are only 33 months apart and lately they are fighting a LOT hence I live for these little moments where they totally take up for each other and love each other.
That’s the kind of story that almost makes me wish my ex and I had a second child. My little girl is gonna grow up to be an only child.
That is too sweet…I wish my kids were like that.
This is awesome. Kendall has worshipped Kyle from the moment she was born, but only in the last year or so has he given her the time of day. They have become great friends, and it warms my heart (when they are not being annoyingly happy, like silly twins). Kendall will be a freshman this year, and Kyle, the senior, will show her the ropes. It’ll make the transition easier for all of us.
That is SO sweet. And I just love that he has 2 different colored eyes.