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Monday, October 27, 2008

Her Brother's Keeper

My kids fight sometimes.  Do yours?  If you want to know, numbers 3 and 4 are fighting horribly lately.  It's discouraging.  I try reasoning, punishing, humor, mediating, and sometimes even letting them have at it.  Nothing makes a difference.  They may stop and make up for the moment, but a day, or an hour, later, they're right back at it.  I am commanded to not let my children contend one with another.  I guess I'm not doing a fabulous job keeping up with that one.  Really, though, as a mom, if it's not one concern it's certain to be another.


Throughout the years, however, I've had glimpses of sweetness in our family life that have let me know that everything is alright.  I remember one day when the girls were small I looked out my kitchen window to see them playing in our back yard.  It hadn't been long that they were really old enough to go out and play on their own, so it was a relatively new sight.  They were having such a great time enjoying each other that I was overcome with emotion.  I felt a little silly crying at my sink because my girls were happily experiencing sisterhood.  I later tried to relate this story to my husband.  He didn't quite get it.  His mother, on the other hand, knew exactly what I was talking about.

Tonight I had a similar experience during Family Home Evening.  It was #4's turn to give a lesson.  #1 helped him pick out some pictures of Adam and Eve and then helped him with long words as he read the narration on the back of the pictures.  There was something so tender about #1's manner.  She tried to anticipate which words her brother may not know to provide him with a smooth delivery.  Watching them I realized I had a huge, silly grin on my face, and the moment I became aware of how touched I was, the tears began to flow.

It was a small, simple, significant moment.  I was reassured that I am raising loving, giving people who I can only assume will no longer be pushing and kicking each other as adults.  I am thankful for moments like this.  I am thankful for the great kids that they are, maybe in spite of their mother.  

12 comments:

Gwendolyn said...

It is always so sweet when they get along! My sixteen-year-old and my seven-year-old are trying to kill each other lately. I had no idea children with that much age difference could find stuff to fight about, but they can!

Mina said...

Hi Gwendolyn. Thanks for stopping by my blog. I saw you following here last night when I was posting, and will "stop by" your site as soon as my internet filter unblocks it. (Not to worry, here. As of last month they block ALL of Blogspot, and I have to request specific sites to be allowed. Takes about 24 hours.) If you like this, give my "main" blog a read--link on the right-hand side bar.

That is a big age difference to be fighting so. Mine that are having at it are 23 months apart. But I do remember bickering with my brother a lot, and I'm 7 years older than him. We were it, though, so I guess we felt we had to fight with SOMEone ...

Shauna said...

What a CUTE blog you have! Thanks for sharing :)

Jeni said...

It's those sweet and tender moments that give us the hope and courage to move on! They look like beautiful children. And my kids argue too and you'd think not cuz the youngest two are 8 years apart, but to no avail, they do!

Kristina P. said...

OK, so I've seen you all around my bloggy friend's blogs. You are Lisa's cousin, correct? Anyway, thanks for stopping by my blog.

And if I had kids, I'm sure they would be fighting all the time.

I'm adding you to my Reader!

ramsam said...

Thanks for visiting my blog! I will enter you in my giveaway....

My boys fight constantly (plenty of posts to prove it) but often times they catch me off guard with a kind word and unexpected moment of caring for eachother. It almost breaks my heart, I love it so much! You are doing a great job!

Trying to Stay Calm! said...

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Mommy Madness said...

Thanks for visiting my blog. I really enjoy this community of bloggy friends so if you don't mind I'll add you to my blog roll.

My boys are at each other all the time. Right as I think all is well someone bursts out an agonizing cry. UGH! It can be exhausting... Ahhhhh, but those tender moments gives us great hope. Great post.

Again. Thanks for stopping by!

Trying to Stay Calm! said...

P.S.S I just signed up to follow your blog I love it :)

Blog is my Co-Pilot (Queen of Everything seemed too trite) said...

I totally get what you're saying about the touching moments of motherhood. I know my husband thinks I'm silly, but I like to revel in them and really FEEL the moment. Its so neat to see them be good to each other, and its reassuring that what you're doing is working.

in time out said...

i think some of the same thoughts you have, and cry those tears too. Thanks for sharing. your writing is significant, and moving. I don't know you, but I know your stories.

what is your "main" blog?

come by sometime. I tend to laugh and cry, and miss my kids moments all too often. They grow so fast. Great to know other bloggers go through life with some of the bumps I have.

http://bythehairofmychin.blogspot.com/

in time out said...

YES they fight, but they also learn to work things out. and then I think they are better prepared to deal with the real world scenarios out there. much better that they learn at home, then that they come from home not knowing how to deal with life. love your post. beautiful and a reminder that all is well, and that i am not the only one wondering....