These kids can be the worst of enemies at times (these times are not fun... there's usually some hair pulling, loud screeching, yelling for mommy, pushing and shoving... not to mention the resulting tears from pushes and shoves) and then, as if a switch has been flipped, they're the best of friends.
Running around the house together, laughing, doing silly things to entertain each other, sharing... SHARING! I wish I could find that switch, turn it to "friends"... and break it so it can never be flipped again.
Want to know why?
The other day, Jake was playing in the bathroom sink when Katie ran down the hall past the door yelling, "I'm going to wear THIS!" and waving her jammies around. Jake saw her, we ALL heard her, and he laughed.
He laughed harder and harder each time she did it (and she did it about 20 times).
Eventually he left the bathroom to follow her down the hall and she would gently walk him back to the bathroom and say, "Jakey, you stay here." (so she wouldn't run him over) and she would continue running and yelling, and he would continue to laugh. Eventually this lead to them running around our house in circles with one or two "accidental" pushes when Jake got into Katie's way. But they were getting along.
No bribes or threats could have accomplished this.
(Not that I've tried, or anything... Really.)
It was just nice to see them getting along and happy. And it was especially nice after I overheard this comment from Katie to Jake...
"She loves me better than you." where "she" = mommy.
Um, yeah. Usually I let them get through whatever they're doing without my intervention (unless Jake has his hand in her hair and is in the process of pulling hair out, or they're about to come to fisticuffs, then I intervene) but in this case, I had to tell her (in my most serious mommy tone with my most serious mommy face) that I love them both the same and that Jake is my favorite boy* in the whole world and Katie is my favorite girl*... but I could swear that when she smiled at me, her smile was saying, "Suuuuure mommy. I know you have to say that... he's your kid too of course. But I know the truth!" Something tells me she won't be convinced.
*So lucky to have one of each. How do you parents of two girls/two boys handle this?
Here's also why...
And some oldies I couldn't resist posting again...