There are these little moments, where my 18 month old and 4 year old actually seem to like each other and play together! Haha! Yup, most of the time I am simply separating them or trying to stop them from killing each other. But then, there are these moments. Like the other day, when they played with the play doh together on the table. Or when I caught Alice reading a book to Thomas. Or when they line all the cushions along the floor and pretend they are stepping stones and that teddy is a crocodile.
And it's these moments that make me so proud. And happy. And pleased that they will always have each other. We go on holiday in a few weeks, and it's not the sun, or sand or nice food that's making me truly excited. It's seeing my two children play and have a new experience together. And spending time as a family. And god, I'm getting old aren't I? Haha!