I am an only child; as such I was very excited to give Toby
a sibling, NO MATTER HOW MUCH EFFORT IT TOOK ON MY PART so that he would have
someone to play with.
I remind myself of this regularly, now, as Toby and Mia have
entered a new stage of “playing together in Toby’s room”. Mia enjoys the novelty of being
actually ALLOWED in his room and Toby enjoys the novelty of setting the rules
and being the boss. Rob and I, I
have to admit, enjoy the novelty of some moments of peace and quiet in which we
can carry on a conversation together that we actually get to complete. Without interruptions.
This new activity, as blissful as it sounds, is not without
its perils. When it first
started Rob and I took our new found freedom WAY too seriously and let the antics
carry on for a few minutes too long the first few times.
We have since had to establish a few ground rules:
1. Mia is not
allowed to paint with marker on either the walls OR her legs
2. Mia is not
allowed to pee on the bed
3. Mia is not
allowed to open, close or smash Toby’s blinds onto the floor.
Last night after a particularly long day of work, I snuck
down to Toby’s room to retrieve a hug from my darling kids. I found them both on the bed, half
naked, with Dance Mix 1997 blaring in the background; they were dancing their
hearts out.
“WE’RE HAVING A DANCE PART!!!” Toby exclaimed while a
shirtless Mia bounced horizontally in the background. “YOU CAN’T COME IN UNLESS YOU’RE DANCING!!!”
I had no choice BUT to dance with them for a few minutes, before
returning upstairs to start dinner.
As a parent there is nothing better than to see your two
children enjoying each other’s company, in whatever capacity it comes…and hey,
I think I’ve got at least a few years before the whole “shirtless part” needs
to worry me…
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