Monday, 25 April 2016

Living Arrows : 25th April 2016

Growing up, I was the eldest of my siblings. D is 7 years younger and has a different Dad to me.  S and M are 10 and 12 years younger than me, with a different Mum.  That meant that whichever siblings I was with, we would want to be doing different activities. Whilst I get on with them all now, I remember feeling frustrated that I didn't have anyone to play with, especially as I was also the oldest child amongst cousins.  

So sometimes, when I look at E and T together, I wonder what might have been if my siblings and I had been closer in age. Would we have fought like cat and dog? Would we have played together? Would we be closer now, rather than us all being at different stages in our life (careers and university for them, family for me)?

The girls are only 19 months apart. They fight like cat and dog at times, one will usually want a toy that the other is playing with or T will want to watch Peppa Pig whilst E wants to watch Paw Patrol. But they are also incredibly kind to each other and play nicely together.  

I had been sorting out the washing when I came in to the living room to find E and T laying together on the sofa like this and they stayed like this for some time. No one was kicking or grabbing anyone else or trying to push them off the sofa, just laying next to each other.  Its moments like these I want to store up and remember for the days when they push all the buttons!


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3 comments

  1. Oh how adorable!I think moment like these are truly wonderful.xx #livingarrows

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  2. Ah, that's a lovely photo. Definitely savour those moments of calmness together.

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  3. Oh they look just so close. There were 5 years between me and both my older and younger brothers and we were never close like that. Such a lovely photo x

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