There was a period of time where Paul and I thought we’d only have one child. . but I kept nagging him and, in time, we were blessed with our second daughter, Madeline.
We both grew up with two siblings. Siblings make life better. I can’t imagine my life without my brother, Jimmy and sister, Grace. I wanted Phoebe to experience and have that sibling love and connection.
Now that they are both a little older, these sweet moments happen. Not all the time but . . if you watch and listen closely, they happen. In between the screaming, pulling hair (oh, yes) fighting and not wanting to share toys (this is why we now have to buy two of everything. It’s ridiculous). It happens. And it’s very sweet.
They don’t always enjoy taking photos. . especially since I always seem to have a camera (or my iPhone) strapped to me now. But sometimes I am able to capture them. Those moments.
Watch for them. They don’t happen all the time.
And now that they have each other to play with, Paul and I can gain some sanity in little increments throughout the day. Now, I just need to teach them how to vacuum and do the laundry.
