Since Samuel was born, I have been dreaming of the day when my two boys would become best friends, play together and … stop driving me crazy! I am happy to say that as we near Samuel’s first birthday, they are finally getting there. I know, I know, it’s hard to play with someone who lies around like a bump on a log, but now that Samuel is crawling and can say “up”, “mum”, “dada” and “uuuuuuurgh”, there really is no excuse.
Thankfully Thomas has begun to see the value in having a 24/7 playmate. And he’s tried to get Samuel engaged in his Star Wars games (don’t worry – he hasn’t seen the movie), but Samuel seems to be stuck on putting “Dark Spader” in his mouth rather than make him fight Luke Skywalker.
Every now and then, however, I get a small glimpse of what is to come and it makes me happy to know that these two boys will always have a playmate – and that sometimes those moments of playtime won’t result in someone ending up in tears.
[OK, that last photo really has nothing to do with my little story except that it was taken on the same visit to the zoo – it was a mistake and, for some reason, I really like it].