They used to love each other

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My boys used to love each other.

See…

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I remember thinking how amazing it was that they got along so well when they were younger. Andrew was a few months shy of 3 years old when D-man was born. He would hug his “brudda” and help hold his bottle. He would hold Dylan’s hand when he got shots at the doctor’s office, help him put boots on, etc. It was super adorable.

Other boy mom friends shared stories about their sons fighting constantly, almost from day one. I couldn’t imagine my sweet boys being awful to each other.

Well, something has shifted. The personalities  are in full clash-dom. My soon-to-be tween “too cool” boy cannot tolerate his goofy, silly and “annoying” little brother. And that little brother will do anything he can to poke, and poke, and poke, and poke until he gets a response from his big brother. This results in a lesson for Andrew about not punching someone in the face when they irritate the daylights out of you, because you can’t do that in real life no matter how much you want to. 

Ah, siblings.

I guess this is reality setting in. I’m trying to remember how my brother and I fought. We were horrible. We may have been 21 yrs old when we started liking each other again. Is that how long I have to wait this thing out? 10 more years?

In the meantime, I’m (somewhat manipulatively) finding little things to ease some of the animosity. For example, Dylan is still holding onto believing in Santa and his Elf on the Shelf. So, we’ve entrusted his big brother to be the one to move the elves each night. It makes him feel like a big kid. And it makes me happy that he’s actually doing something kind for his brother, whether he realizes it or not.

Regardless, I think they do love each other deep down. But for now, the straight man vs. funny man duo isn’t truly a comic act yet.

2 comments on “They used to love each other”

  1. It’s sooo natural for this to happen. My boys are 17 months apart. They were BFF’s until about 11 & 12. “Suddenly” the younger dude was annoying (duh. He hadn’t changed!)
    At 17 & 18? Best friends, and still are at 34 & 35.
    My work here is done 💙💙

  2. My two older girls have the same relationship. Less than two years apart but oh so very different. They used to play together and have so much fun together…sigh. Now my serious mature older one is disgusted daily by her younger sister’s silliness and immaturity. And the silly one thinks it is SOOOOOO funny to poke at her serious older sister. Poke. Poke. Poke. At 13 and 15 I’m pretty sure this isn’t over yet… 🙂

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