My boys are very close; they're inseparable. Their bond is special, you would think that they were twins.
But they have their moments. Let's just say things can get ugly.
As much as they love each other, their love fest can easily turn sour. Since they're old enough, I usually let them resolve their differences. I want them to learn how to compromise, and to co-operate with one another. If things get physical then I step in, and stop the fight. Most times, it's just a lack of communication, or it's all a misunderstanding.
It's the petty squabbles that drive me insane. Why do boys always fight over a game? Arrgh! And it's their strong personalities that often clash. A.R is the instigator; he knows how to get on J.P's nerves. He's also stubborn, and won't take no for an answer. J.P is hot-tempered, and can stand his ground. Weren't they just playing nicely minutes ago?
From their bedroom, I hear them argue. The bickering goes back and forth. No one wants to relinquish their rightful spot and turn. Noise levels have reached an all-time high. The madness continues as my head spins round and round. Finally, I have had enough.
"Stop it now, or no one plays computer on the weekend!"
More heated words and cold stares are exchanged.
J.P yells, "I'm telling mommy on you!"
"Go ahead, you suck!"
I shake my head, and grin. Ahh, there is nothing like brotherly love.