We’ve reached the time in my family’s life that my kids view each other as other humans. Like, hey sister, you could totally be my friend, maybe I should stop annoying you and actually play with you! How novel. I don’t know if my kids are just slower than other kids or maybe the public school they go to isn’t doing all of that SOCIALIZATION that I keep hearing about (har har, I jest) but it’s taken this long. CB is almost 9, Pix is 5 and Sprite is almost 4. I guess this is a good enough age to form a true bond with your siblings.
Whatever the case, it has been fun for me to sit back and enjoy the show. They run in and out of the house with all sorts of plans and games and stories. Alliances are formed, then forgotten. Sometimes there are tears, but mostly loud talking (what is UP with that?) and laughter.
The biggest quandary lies on Pix who sometimes finds herself stuck in the middle. One second Sprite will ask her to play with her playset and dolls, a few moments later CB will enter the room and ask Pix if she wants to go outside and ride scooters. Pix usually is able to divide her time in a way to make everyone happy, but every once in a while she crumbles and shouts, “I never, ever, ever, have time to myself.” I know what you mean, kiddo.