The Best of Friends

I knew it would happen one day, I just assumed it was still a ways off…a long ways off.  It happened without me even really noticing at first.  I had been working all day cleaning out my closet and dresser, doing laundry, and just general house cleaning type of stuff.  I finally decided I was done for the day and sat down in my comfy chair to relax for a bit.  There I was minding my own business when I realized there were no little people in the room, just me and Hubby.

It was so QUIET.

It was quiet in a way that seemed so wrong, yet so right at the same time. I heard some giggles coming from the back of the house, but that didn’t ruin my moment of pure bliss.  It was then that I realized my two kids were in the  bedroom playing together.  Evie, who is usually contained to the living room/playroom area by baby gates had escaped and gone back to watch TV with her brother.

They were playing and laughing and having the best time together. It’s not that they don’t play together, because they do all the time.  The difference was that there was no screaming or crying or fussing.  I didn’t have to jump up twenty times to see who was hurt or which one had stolen a toy from the other.  They were just having fun together.

I sat in the living room with Hubby just enjoying the sounds of my kids being not only brother and sister, but friends.  The fact that they were entertaining each other and not using me for a jungle gym or crying, “Mommy, Mommy, MOMMY!” was just icing on the cake.

It was one of those moments that reminds you just how worth it it all is.  All the day-to-day stuff just pushes itself away and isn’t so important.

Later that night, as I was putting Evie to bed,  Zach gave his sister a big hug and said, “Sissy, you’re my best friend!”  And my heart melted into a gigantic puddle of goo.

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