Oftentimes, people ask me which preschool my oldest child attends. And usually, individuals are surprised when I reply that I choose to keep him home with me. Of course, there’s the cost factor of him being at a preschool versus being at home with me; however, I actually love the fact that he’s home with me: I am able to spend more time teaching him about Christ and mold his character; I have ample time to inspire curiosity and a desire to learn, and there’s lots of time for snuggles and cuddles throughout the day. Furthermore, I LOVE that he is finding such joy in his role in our family as a big brother.
In the last month that I’ve been home with my boys, I have been observing my sons spend time together. Actually, it’s been quite eye-opening for me to see all that I was missing when I was busy rushing around as a working mom. Due to a slower pace, I have had more opportunities and minutes to watch and observe; it has been heart-warming to watch my sons develop a love for each other as brothers.
Don’t get me wrong. There are moments when I hear my three-year-old whine his little brother’s name because a block house has was crafting to perfection was just knocked to the ground. However, I do love the way that my Little Man is having to learn to think of others and that the world does not just revolve around him.
Little Man is becoming more considerate: he loves to include Little Guy in our activities as often as possible. He loves to read with him. He loves to eat lunch with him. He loves to build with him.
I love watching my baby’s eyes light up when he crawls into the room where Little Man is in order to wake him up in the morning. Watching Little Guy trying to speed around the house to keep up with Little Man is bittersweet. It’s clear that even at eight months old, he wants to be like his brother: he wants to be fast; he wants to play with the big kid toys; he wants to climb; he wants to laugh and be silly; it makes me feel as if he’s growing up too quickly. While I love seeing him develop and grow, I want to savor these baby moments as long as possible.
Although they are siblings and will have each other for many years to come, I am thankful that they get to spend these days and hours together; that as siblings, they are learning to be considerate and look out for each other; and most of all, that I, as their parent, am able to be more intentional about helping them to look out for and love each other.