This summer they became more than brothers.
In the sunshine and fresh air a friendship blossomed. In between splashes in the water a relationship grew into something deeper than just two people born of the same parents. Under blankets and amid pillows and stuffed animals, late night whispers and silent chuckles formed a special intimacy.
It shows in the way they tackle each other in a hug on the couch, then wrestle and tumble to the floor cackling. At the dinner table one looks at the other, and they both break into hysterical laughter at some unspoken punch line only they know. In the early evening they lay next to each other at the top of the slide, soaking in the last golden rays as they look for shapes in the clouds.
They look out for one another. When Big gets hurts Little asks, “Are you OK, Brother?” When Little plays too close to the street, Big pulls him back to the other side of the yard. When only one goes on an errand to the bank and gets a sucker he asks the teller for an extra to take home to his bother.
Little is lost when Big is at camp for a week. When Big returns he says he missed Little more than Mom or Dad. They reunite with joy, partners in crime once again.
Like any close relationship there are moments when tempers flair. “Don’t touch me! Don’t talk to me! Don’t look at me!” It doesn’t last long. Soon they’re dissolving into laughter over a shared interest in flatulence only two little boys can appreciate.
It makes my heart sing.
Not the flatulence. That makes my nose sting.
But this precious affection, this brotherly bond, this loyal love between Big and Little fills me with happiness. There is so much pleasure in watching their fun. So much comfort in knowing they have each other. So much joy in witnessing love grow.
This is the summer Big and Little cemented their friendship and sealed it forever, waking up early, sneaking into the kitchen and eating a bag of potato chips for breakfast.
Which explains the flatulence.
Linked up with Babies and Beyond at Beauty in the Mess.
This is precious! Right now our little one is an only. Hopefully he’ll have siblings to love and be friends with forever one day!
Oh my, this made me laugh and cry. Great post Colleen. And what a marvelous experience for you and the boys. I love when siblings are friends and especially when they stay that way for life. Too many times the parents are the only thing holding the relationship together and when the parents are gone, so is the relationship.
Thanks for sharing this. A great start to my day.
This made Grandma cry. My prayer is that they will always be such loving buddies. When they are at my house, they have been so loving together.
LOL at the flatulence. There is nothing better than brotherly love. I’m happy that my boys are only 4years apart so they got to enjoy their time together and be buddies. Madison is going to miss out on that comraderie. They sure look like they great together.
Awe how sweet i feel bad for my son smack dab between two girls.
This warms my heart. I’ve seen my boys’ relationships with each other change so much over the years. This summer my 5 and 15 year olds hung out for a couple of weeks. It was so sweet to see Peanut warm up to Bubs like he never has before.
Sweet…brothers. I always told my three that God had made them brothers and God wants them to be best friends. I shared last Friday…When brothers dwell in unity…They are all big now and moved far away, but thankfully they are all in one place which makes the visiting easier…Thanks for visiting Longings End.
Oh my goodness, that is so sweet. I’m so glad they are close. I feel sad for Brady sometimes that he won’t have that, but he’ll be okay. And oh geez, little boys and toots? What is up with that!
I absolutely adore this post. I’m getting ready to have my second son, and I can’t WAIT until they are old enough to become little friends. 🙂