Most days I am rather distraught over the fact that Noah does not appear to like his little brother. I can't, for the life of me, understand why he can't just be nice to him. It seems all others we know send pictures of the older sibling holding, loving, kissing, smiling with the younger in their laps. I fear that will never happen at this house. But on occasion, I get rare glimpses of what life would be like if Noah were nicer. Last week was one of those days. It was a non-nap day for the big kid so mommy decided to make a fort for something different to do.
We sat in there and read our books while Benjamin napped. Benjamin started to wake up so I told Noah we would put the fort away until another day. "It is a special place for Mommy and Noah," I told him. "And daddy!" he quickly reminded me. He was not ready to get out so I told him he could play there while I went to get Benjamin and then we would put it away. See, the way most things go around here, I figured he would want Benjamin to have nothing to do with it, so I was trying to nip the pushing and kicking in the bud. I brought Benjamin down and Noah immediately told him to get in to the 'Fork'. Benjamin did not seem at all interested and did his best to crawl far out around it but Noah did not give up. He asked me to put Benjamin inside. He sat inside himself and called, "Ben-jaa-miin, COME HERE!" He was getting rather upset so I took Benjamin in with me and sat him in my lap. Noah just giggled and giggled.
(He could have cared less that I was in there too.) Benjamin got down and tried to crawl out and Noah grabbed his leg and pulled him back in. He even tried to give Benjamin toys to keep him occupied so he would stay under the 'fork'.
Eventually Benjamin stood up to one of the chairs for drumming so Noah ran out and got some drum sticks for them to use. "One for Benjamin and one for Noah." They laughed and laughed while they played.
It was truly heartwarming. And hopefully a sign of things to come in the [near] future.
We sat in there and read our books while Benjamin napped. Benjamin started to wake up so I told Noah we would put the fort away until another day. "It is a special place for Mommy and Noah," I told him. "And daddy!" he quickly reminded me. He was not ready to get out so I told him he could play there while I went to get Benjamin and then we would put it away. See, the way most things go around here, I figured he would want Benjamin to have nothing to do with it, so I was trying to nip the pushing and kicking in the bud. I brought Benjamin down and Noah immediately told him to get in to the 'Fork'. Benjamin did not seem at all interested and did his best to crawl far out around it but Noah did not give up. He asked me to put Benjamin inside. He sat inside himself and called, "Ben-jaa-miin, COME HERE!" He was getting rather upset so I took Benjamin in with me and sat him in my lap. Noah just giggled and giggled.
(He could have cared less that I was in there too.) Benjamin got down and tried to crawl out and Noah grabbed his leg and pulled him back in. He even tried to give Benjamin toys to keep him occupied so he would stay under the 'fork'.
Eventually Benjamin stood up to one of the chairs for drumming so Noah ran out and got some drum sticks for them to use. "One for Benjamin and one for Noah." They laughed and laughed while they played.
It was truly heartwarming. And hopefully a sign of things to come in the [near] future.
3 comments:
Ella follows Iva (3) around like a little lost puppy. I think once Benjamin looks more like a "kid" and not a baby to Noah, he'll want to play. Walking will probably help too!
What I think is cute is how Iva and Ella play and play -- yet Ella can't talk! :-)
Just be prepared for the fights and screaming over toys. Sigh. I've found putting the toy in time out is the best option (since a 1 year doesn't understand "share").
They are so cute together!
Yeah, I am kind of looking forward to the time when Benjamin can stand up for himself. My mom keeps warning Noah that Benjamin is going to be bigger someday and he'll be sorry... :)
I can just hear grandma Bonnie saying that. Hopefully they don't treat each other like Steph and I did. Hunter and Colin can't do anything without the other. Sometimes I want to just spend time with one of them, but nope, it always has to be both. I guess that's a good sign.
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