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They really do love each other.
We picked Brother up from school last week and you know what was the first thing was he said when we got in the car? "Sister, I missed you!" Me = puddle. Then another day after we got home from pick-up, he gave her the biggest hug ever and she hugged him right back. If these moments did not happen so quickly, I would record them if only so I could prove to them in 10 years that there was a day when they really did love each other.
So, there has been less fighting over Sister stealing batman and Brother grabbing back a train. (Side note: That Sister is no joke. She steals toys right out of Brother's hands, lays on top of them, and giggles. Perhaps she is going to give us a run for our money?) Life has been a little bit more pleasant and enjoyable because this Mommy has not had to separate kids that just do not want to play nicely together.
|I will sit here nicely, if only for my brother.|
We all know that 18-month-olds can be a little challenging, to put it mildly. Based on my own personal experience, I also would wager that 18 month old girls, in particular, are even more so. And my daughter has certainly not been an exception. If she does not want to do something, it's just not happening, no matter how much I sweet-talk or bribe. It's her way, or forget it. She is the very definition of strong-willed and opinionated.
Let's say she refuses to eat one bite of her dinner, and I try to airplane it into her mouth - it's just not happening. But if I then
It is required now that Sister must do exactly what she sees her older Brother doing. We also have to make sure we now have two of everything. Maybe I am naïve but I really didn't see this happening at such a young age. This morning, for example, we dropped Brother off at school and she completely lost it when it was time for her to say good-bye. She had already found her place at the table and was ready to color, you see. I had to drag her kicking and screaming, literally, out of the room.
Brother also plays soccer. So, Sister must play soccer. Last week for his first practice, she threw another fit because she wanted soccer socks and a soccer ball just like her Brother. So, she wore the knee-high socks with her sneakers and carried along a baby-sized soccer ball and off we went. Temper tantrum averted.
At the end of the day, I'll take all this sibling love and milk it for all it's worth. Why not capitalize on it and even encourage it a little more, right? Sister looks at her bigger, older Brother with adoring eyes and I know that this relationship will only grow stronger as they get older. Right??? Please say yes!