My husband is the oldest of five boys. I am the younger of two girls. Needless to say, we have different comfort zones. I wasn't sure what to think when I found out our #3 was going to be a boy. I was ok with having one boy, but two?! I had my girl name picked out and ready to go. I was 100% sure that this baby was a girl. I thought it would be perfect with Gwenyth as the oldest, Colin as the only boy, and then "Audrey" as the youngest. Each would have their own special place in our family.
Then along came Luke, and I can't picture it any other way. These two boys are quite the team. I was so worried Colin would be jealous of Luke. It's funny to think back to those worries now when I see them together. Colin didn't need to be the only boy to be special. He is special because of who he is, just like Luke is special because of who he is.
I am still learning how to raise these little creatures know as "boys." The love they give to me, their Mama, is complete and uninhibited. The passion they have for moving, running and jumping is beyond anything I had imagined. And then there are the moments of calm. These two boys seem to crave the warmth and safety of a hug, even if it only lasts for 10 seconds before they need to move again. They smile a special smile for me. A smile that I know will not always be for me, but I will take it while I can.
I ran for my camera when I came into Luke's room and found my boys reading together. I was afraid I would miss the precious moment I happened upon. I didn't need to worry. Colin had a plan...
Luke wants to read with Colin, but Colin doesn't share animal books, so he gives Luke his own book and puts it on the floor. Luke is still not interested and continues to look at Colin's book. In the last picture Colin has put his book down and is reading Luke's book to him.