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Wednesday, July 9, 2014

Sibling Rivalry

I never had a sibling. (Not from a lack of asking begging on my part.) Since I was my parent's only child, I knew little about sibling rivalry. Boy, am I catching up on lost time and learning ALL about it.

These two oldest of ours fight like there is no tomorrow. I spend half my time feeling like a judge in a courtroom deciding who is to blame. The rest of the time I am a referee in a boxing match. Until I surrender, throw my hands up, and let them battle it out. They argue about everything. Who has more. Who has less. That is mine. No, it's mine. I had it first. He hit me. It goes on and on. At the very best, everything is a competition. At the worst, it's an all out war. No one is innocent. They are equally guilty in the matter of brother vs. brother.
The craziest part is that they love each other so much. If one gets a treat, they immediately ask if the other one can have one too. They defend each other and play so well together (when they want to.)
I need some tactics to help both them get along and me to effectively manage their disagreements.

What's your opinion:

What are some ways you help your children work things out when they argue?

Are certain ages more likely to fight?

Do same gender or opposite gender siblings fuss more?

Tuesday, July 8, 2014

Doing better

I promised myself I would do better with my blogging this year. We are over half way in and so far I am failing! It is so easy to neglect. It is so easy to think I will always be able to remember these days. The little things that make this season so special. But I won't. I won't remember the thoughtful comments of my first born, the deep belly laughs of the second, the squeal of the third when he sees me, or the soft breath of the newborn as she falls asleep on my chest. This time is fleeting and I never want to forget the joy I feel right now. So I commit to doing better at documenting. Even in the midst of moving. Yes- I said it. We are moving!
We close next Friday on both our house and the house we are buying. It is a true adventure to pack up an entire house with the help of these four little people. As sad as I am about leaving this house, I am so excited about being closer to town. I love our house and the time we have shared here. However, no matter how many memories these walls hold for us, this structure is not home.
 
This is home.
These 5 people.
No matter the place. As long as I am with them I am at home.
So thankful that God gave me each of them.
 
“I don't care if we have our house, or a cliff ledge, or a cardboard box. Home is wherever we all are, together,”   - James Patterson