One of my favorite things about being a mom is watching my kid's friendships develop and grow. I loved growing up in a big family. We didn't always get along perfectly, but now that we're grown my siblings are some of my closest friends and I know that we will be the rest of our lives.
They have this little routine at nap time where I lay Ida in her crib and then Ross stands by her head and kisses his hand like 100 times and then "lays" the kisses on her forehead. It's precious. The other day I was in a hurry and put Ida down without Ross in the room. When I put him down he said "but I have to give Ida her kisses." I told him that she was already asleep but when I came out of his room she was crying and when I checked on her all she said was "Ross keese".
They played in these baskets for almost an hour one morning. Ida was bringing Ross every toy in the room, one at a time. Suddenly he yells out "hey, can I have a grande ice water? Yes, I'd like a grande ice water!" Ida brings him a round block. "Yes, thank you Ida."
The other day Ross spent the night with his grandparents and when Ida woke up in the morning the very first words out of her mouth were "I wanna see Ross". Probably because she's so used to being woken up by him charging into her room, throwing on the light and yelling "HI GIRLY GIRLY GIRL!!"
Especially lately our days have been filled with reminders to be kind, don't be selfish, don't be bossy, your siblings are more important than your toys, etc. But I AM grateful for the fact that they genuinely enjoying being together.