When Jane was born, everyone told me to get ready for the backlash from Emily. I heard horrific tales of regression, sibling rivalry, fighting, fighting and more fighting. I was surprised when the kids started interacting so differently from what I had expected. Thus far, they have been the best of friends. Of course, we have the occasional argument over a toy, but for the most part Emily and Jane have been the finest partners in crime our generation has seen.
(Here they are trying to fax something. They actually got a sheet saying the number was busy. Don't worry, it's not hooked up to a phone line)
This week I have been missing the sound of them laughing as they fall over each other. I have missed Emily sneaking food from the fridge not just for her own gain, but for Jane's as well. I have missed them yelling "hide, hide, hide!" when they have done something wrong and they know I am about to find out. I have missed them dressing up as princesses and twirling in the living room to the Clavinova's demo songs. I have missed Emily giving lectures on every topic while Jane does her best to ignore her. Chris and I are looking forward to Emily's return tomorrow, but I think the most joy will come from a little blond girl who will finally be reunited with her partner in crime.
1 comment:
Beautiful post. You are truly blessed. Give them both a kiss from me.
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