Monday, September 21, 2009

Caring and Sharing the Same Room

About a week ago we moved Charlie and Gracie into the same bedroom to prepare room for baby girl. Well, it has gone about as well as expected. They stay up and talk/ play for about an hour before finally falling asleep and sometimes their play gets a little out of hand (ie: jumping in their beds, throwing things across the room to each other, etc.). I actually think it is endearing though. They have this cute little brother-sister friendship developing where they really need one another and rely on each other for comfort.

Last night at about 9:30 I hear Gracie calling out, "Where my Chalie go? Where my Chalie go?" Well, in answer to her question, "To sleep."

And tonight Charlie comes out of his room with a very distraught look on his face.

"Charlie, what's wrong?"

Before he can answer his eyes fill with tears. Through his loud sobs I hear, "But I'm going to miss Gracie when she grows up." So adorable and yet so sad.

"What do you mean you'll miss her, Charlie?"

"When she grows up and moves to a different family." Just about broke my heart.

Charlie is such a tender-hearted little guy. I was sad for his realization that we will not always be a family in this current state (fighting back my own tears), but gladdened by his deep and sincere love for his sister. He truly cares about her and her well-being. He is her little protector. Don't get me wrong, they definitely have their classic "brother /sister" moments fighting over toys, knocking over forts, but in the end, they really love one another.
Warm Regards, Kaity at 7:32 PM |

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