I am completely exhausted, and I'll tell you all about why later. But I need to write this down before I go to bed and forget it.
I walked into the house after a church meeting to the sounds of the two little boys chatting away in their beds. I love a conversation between little siblings, so I sat down for a listen. I heard Turken say, "Hey Cuckoo, guess what?" "What?" "Turtle tooted!" As in their little stuffed turtle. Cuckoo then broke into his rendition of Mama Tooted. Of course.
A few minutes later, Giant came downstairs. He wasn't in bed as I had assumed, but sitting outside the little boys' bedroom listening to them chat. He was about busting, wanting to tell me what they said.
Turken: Do you want to watch TV?
Cuckoo: Yes. How?
Turken: Close your eyes and it will turn on.
Cuckoo: My eyes are closed, but it's not on.
Turken: You have to close your eyes and then wait a minute.
Cuckoo: Oh. (pause) No I see it.
I've wondered if the big kids are jealous that I like the little kids better. Not only are they not jealous, they completely understand me. Time and again, they tell me how much they love their little brothers. But I don't need them to tell me.
I can see it each and every day.
Doesn't sibling love make you get all teary eyed? I love that my big kids worship the baby, and thinkj that the little kids are funny and smart and cute. I love that my little kids yell across campus when they see the bigs and the bigs look to waves and signs of I LOVE YOU. So glad you got to catch some sibling loves today!
ReplyDeleteThat is hilarious. I love little kids. It makes me wish I was little again, to see the world through such innocent, pure and fun little eyes. They are so cute! :)
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