When my two youngest were bickering over something and one of them came to me for help. I provided some suggestions and was told that she already tried them. Big brother who typically butts heads with daughter says, "Would you like me to help you?" and went off to help the two resolve their problem.
(which he did - he divided their room in half with burnt out glow sticks and gave them each a half to play in)
It melted my heart whenever they would bring me little gifts like a plucked dandelion or part of some treat from their lunches or time with grandma. It showed me that they were thinking of me while they were off somewhere else.
Also, when I felt sick, they would tuck me under a blanket in bed or on the sofa, bring me a glass of water, feel my head for a temperature.
You know what melts my heart today? My adult kids will hold my hand when we're in public, sightseeing or whatever.
Yes, I love the family bed thing. We all piled into my king-sized bed all the time. We were like a little den of bears, all snuggled up. Sometimes, my husband would get tired of getting kicked in the nuts so he'd drag a pillow to the other bed. haha! (Hey, I hope that isn't a bad word. Nuts.)
I kept some of their notes. The one that breaks my heart is the one that my little girl wrote when I took six-month stint to edit a magazine: "I miss you. When are you coming home?" with a picture of her with tears spewing out of her eyes. ack. I am so glad I went home full-time after that.
And the ones from my son when he wrote to the tooth fairy that he should get a little more for this tooth because it was pulled out by the dentist. LOL. And the ones when he wrote I was "the best mommy in the whole world."
Given that siblings spend so much time trying to get on each other's nerves. What melts my heart is when I'm up in my bedroom and I can hear my kids downstairs in the family room laughing and having so much fun - especially as they get older now and have less in common. Hearing them so happy it's wonderful. When we're all together going somewhere and we start telling our favorite stories about something that happened. Watching them enjoy life, no worries just joy.
When they were small, it used to be watching them sleep with their little behinds up in the air, it was so cute.
YES!!! SO TRUE!!! Love to see how they express their love for each other. Like when my son defended his sister from a schoolyard bully. When she asks if he wants anything and then goes to make him a sandwich or bring him a drink. She even gives him a back rub if he asks. They can be very good to each other but oh, when they do fight or argue...argh.
I used to LOVE the tiny rear ends sticking up in the air when they were sleeping. My 11-year old was a bit mopey the other day and just laying on the couch, obviously just in need of love and attention. I glanced over and there he was in the "fetal position" - tush in the air.
Lisa, I know it's so cute! My grandson does it now and I told my daughter to cherish the moment!
Lisa, You had me laughing about how it moved from endearing to annoying. When we dropped our daughter off at school a couple of years ago, on the ride home my son didn't cry, but he did look so sad, until she moved back home....LOL...