There’s just 18 months between my 2 sons. They’re the eldest of the four children and have been one another’s playmates from the off.
The minute my eldest met his baby brother he was besotted. Brother became his new favourite and most used word. He couldn’t quite manage to pronounce Luke so Guke he became – unfortunately for Luke this has stuck and we do all still call him Guke from time to time.
Now at 15 and 16 they’re proper friends. They really do get along and enjoy one another’s company. I can’t tell you how giddily happy this makes me.
What was once playing with the wooden train set together has become playing X-box together.
What was once playing in the garden as toddlers is now going off to play tennis or a kick about in the park!
What was once sat on the sofa with snacks watching Cars… Well actually that’s still the same they bloody love that movie!!
When they were pre schoolers playing together in their room I’d sometimes listen in from behind the door, so curious was I to know what kind of conversations they had(I know! I know! needy mum much?!!)
Now when I’m pottering about I’ll pick up snippets of conversation they’re having.
Chatting about football or mutual friends they share.
I’ll hear eldest giving his brother advice about his GCSE options or helping him with homework.
I’ll hear plans being made for cinema trips or a Star Wars marathon in their room.
They both go to the football for home matches of the local team. They don’t go together but the eldest decided he was going to go to an away match. When I asked who with his answer was “I’m going to see if Luke fancies it”
My initial thought was aaaww that’s the loveliest… It was speedily followed up with nooooo you guys can’t catch the train to a whole other city alone. They’ll get lost and end up stranded and.. .breathe .. How nice they want to do it together.
I’m just so full of joy that these boys brought together by genes and circumstance get on so well.
As someone whose sister is my best friend and favourite human in the universe I just hope their lovely friendship continues.Having a sibling as a best friend is a special thing. On top of really enjoying one another’s company there’s so much shared history. There’s someone in your life who you can rely on wholeheartedly, who has your back, who genuinely wants the best for you. I feel lucky that my relationship with sister survived teenage years when we didn’t much like one another because now I have the best friend ever.
I’d love to think in years to come my boys will feel that in their brother they will always have a friend, a refuge, an open ear and a positive influence.
Of course the boys argue as siblings do. The ‘Stupid Football Game’ seems to be at the root of most of their quarrels. There’s a whole etiquette regarding when you can and can’t save games that goes way over my head.
All in all though, these young men I’m lucky enough to be raising are a close little duo.
I think that’s just the most special thing.
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