Thursday, October 28, 2010

Just wanted to say hi.

And that we're making it.

Silas wants only iced tea, chocolate pudding, and hamburger meat. File that away under I couldn't make this stuff up.

He'll play for a little while, but of course his endurance is low. To pass the time, we've been watching classic Disney movies. Aladdin, Ratatouille, The Fox and the Hound, and now 101 Dalmations. I love how innocent the old Disney movies are - no sarcasm, no innuendo. And of course, the good dog always wins.

Asher is a little ... out of sorts, but that was to be expected, too. One thing I have remembered this week, as I've seen my kids away from each other more than they ever have been, is how important they are to one another. After their parents, their brother is the most important relationship in their lives. Doing separate things this week (Asher at Grandma's while Silas is at the hospital, Silas eating chocolate pudding while Asher is eating bagels, Asher playing on the swing set when Silas isn't quite ready to climb it yet) has been hard for both of them. This morning Silas told me he missed Asher, and wanted us to pick him up from preschool. They just don't know what to do without one another. My sister and I are five years apart - we rarely played together as children, because we were in different developmental stages. When I found out I was pregnant with Silas when Asher was 9 months old, I really did not understand what a blessing that would be to my children. This week I have remembered how good it is to grow up together.

Genies and Cruella Deville, hamburgers and Motrin, and little boys who miss their playmate. That's what's on my mind this week.

Happy Thursday.


Lisa said...

I close in age really depend on each other. It was like that with my siblings and I always wanted the same for my kids. Doesn't look like it's going to happen, but we don't really have much control over stuff like that.

Susan Shehane said...

Just wait till Asher goes to school! No, let's don't even talk about it.

Sweet boys. I remember how close Gail and I were growing up, just 22 months apart. Funny, she can still read my mind -- and I can laugh, just knowing what her smirk means. Witness Uncle Jack's funeral. That's a little family inside joke. Mama

PS I'm glad that you and Allisn can be close now... You're both grown up and parents. Big difference.