When you have two littles young and close, there comes a time in their lives that they discover a special friendship. It the kind of friendship that says, "Yes, if you take my toy I will clobber you...but if anybody so much as looks at you wrong, they're a dead man". But really it is even more than that. It is this sense of comfort and belonging. I witness it in Dallas and Will more and more everyday. Park, gym, home...these two really have chosen each other under any circumstance. Nothing is more joyful than spending time talking with the hubs, only to be interrupted by the laughter of two brothers effortlessly enjoying this special time of their lives where they get to be together. Sometimes its as fun as sliding down slides holding hands (and even legs occasionally). Other times it is as messy as jumping up and down between furniture tossing cereal and glasses of water.
As a mother you hope these guys never take this relationship for granted. I think of my sister and I and how lucky we were to have each other through thick and thin. Even if there was that one time she drove me crazy enough to tie her up to a chair (my family will never let me live this one down) I remember craving her company and being so proud she was my sis. Jay and I have discussed bringing a third child into these boys lives. Although, there is by no means a selected time frame (sorry Dad), I do have a curiosity about what three will be like. Its so uneven, and so out of my comfort zone. But I see such an overprotective, gentle side to both of my boys. I know they would welcome another with loving arms. But until that day comes near or far, I will cherish this blossoming relationship these two are developing. I will continue to learn and realize these relationships are what give depth and meaning to life. So thankful to be a mother and so blessed to call these boys mine.