The Little Things

My sister, Randi and I are about 9 years apart.  Even with the large age gap, we are close.  I never thought I was going to have a sibiling and when I found out I was going to get one, I did not care whether it was a boy or girl, luckily I was blessed with a little sister.  We have one of those special relationships, we rarely fight, in fact I cannot think of us EVER having a blowout fight and it is hard to think of even a little fight, that is just the way it is.  Maybe it is because of our age gap, but I love her to death and will do anything for her! 

Anyway, when we had Kyli, our second baby, I had high hopes that her and her big brother, would have a similar relationship.  I want them to be close and I have been told that that will all change for some years once puberty hits, I hope that they can regain it or that it never leaves.  So, when Kyli was born, instantly I saw Noah was happy to have her, he loves her and was more angry at me for leaving for about 30 hours rather than me bringing home a baby.  He loved her, wanted to hold her, give her kisses and wanted to play with her before she could play. 

As they have gotten older, I have watched the sibling bickering start and try to tone it down a bit and teach them to share and love each other even at their worst.  

The other day I was folding laundry and came out of the laundry room into the family room and found them like this...

I grabbed the camera as quick as possible because I don't think anyone would believe me other wise.  Mike was at school, so I had to show them to him and told him, we must being doing something right...I hope these are the memories that they remember.  They are so similar but SO different at the same time.  I just hope that Mike and I continue to love and nourish their relationship and they only grow closer.  I just LOVE my babies and they have taught me more in their lives than I ever thought possible.