I grew up with 5 siblings, and loved it. I loved playing with them, going to school with them, eating out with them, playing sports with them, hanging out with them…enjoy even more the next phases of life in growing older with them, raising families with them, etc etc.
I don’t think we were the type to fight and bicker with each other a lot (interjections from parents are welcome here) and I have always appreciated that. I’m not saying we’ve never fought, but we were friends. We were all really close in age, and I wouldn’t have it any other way.
Sheena and I expect the same for these two little guys. Not sure how many more kids we will have, if any, but these two are already best of buds. No one can make Isaiah smile like Jeremiah can.
I saw Isaiah become legitimately sad for the first time two days ago. It was when I was disciplining Jeremiah. I remember looking at Isaiah’s face, and he had puckered his lower lip and began to cry. Sheena was telling me that Isaiah seems to notice when Jeremiah is getting disciplined lately and doesn’t like it.
That’s a good thing! They will help each other stay out of trouble….. right?