19 April 2011

I remember

I remember when it was just this little guy.  He used to play by himself a lot except for when he would stand, hanging on to my legs, crying up into my face.  That's the way it often goes with a firstborn.

Then this little scrap of pink was born.  He had a little buddy!  They were best of friends for the first few months - she would lie on her playmat and he would lie beside her.  Her big brown eyes would be wide and interested as she studied everything he did.  She loved him so much, and he was so gentle with her.
Then she got about this big:
...and I noticed that while they lay together communicating, she would often cry or scream in anger.

I cringe when I remember how often I would call, "Leave her alone!  What are you doing to her?  Why is she crying?"

That is, I used to say that until one day, I watched.  On my honour, that dear old boy wasn't doing anything to her.  If anything, she was only responding to an invasion of her personal space by a big brother coming in to give her a little kiss, or something.
That poor big boy.  He loved her so much, and still does.
To this day, her strong, offended voice is often heard multiple times a day, accusing him of dastardly acts.  To be fair, he has sometimes relied on my faith in his innocence and has used that cover to sock her a good one, but often it's just the voice of the disenfranchised girl learning how to live with brothers.
 I think it's good for her.  (But it means that school holidays can be really difficult for the rest of us.)

8 comments:

Tracy P. said...

Oh my word. I thought you were talking about my two there. I could post this verbatim. That last photo is fabulous! Can't believe how big Woody is!

The Accidental Housewife said...

That's so lovely! My Bug is already flinching from over-love by Peanut :(

Crazy Sister said...

I remember you used to say that her "My Brother Is Standing Next To Me!" scream was identical to most people's "My Toenails Are Being Ripped Out!" scream.

Hot Tub Lizzy said...

Siblings.

Ah...

Nothing like them is there.

Cath said...

Second child AND a girl - I have one too - they are difficult creatures to navigate indeed - for brothers and parents!
They are such beautiful kids.

MUM said...

I love seeing pics of how they used to be, and reading of their early interactions with each other. Such miraculous growing up is happening right before our eyes.

The Accidental Housewife said...

Arrgghhh, ye be awesome, me hearty. And not the slightest bit cheesy :D

tinsenpup said...

I love that photo of him feeding her - those skinny little legs and those tiny tiny toes. Sigh...