My mum visited us last weekend, and on Sunday night I dropped her back at the airport, with the boys in tow in their pyjamas and beanies, and a scarf for Big Bro. We'd had a busy day, and by the time we reached the airport, Big Bro was sound asleep. We dropped my mum off, then headed home.
Pretty quickly, somewhere on the Tullamarine Freeway between Mickelham and Bulla Roads, Little Bro decided that without the company of his co-passengers the car was not a fun place to be. Usually in that situation he'll settle down with a bit of attention, usually in the form of hand-holding: either Big Bro will chip in with "you wanna hold my hand?", or I'll reach over from the passenger seat. Unfortunately in this case I was of course not in the passenger seat, and didn't fancy driving at 100kph one handed while in the process of dislocating my shoulder. Experience with Little Bro's gripes had taught me that stopping the car would mean Little Bro would expect to get out of the car, so I gritted my teeth and headed towards home.
Gripe, gripe, gripe. Flicking through radio and CD options didn't help. Gripe, gripe, grip. What if he could hold something other than my hand? (I was not the first time in my life that I wished I had shelled out for the hand-simulating Zaky Infant Pillow) A picture book passed back didn't help. Gripe, gripe, GRIPE. What about a bit of clothing? I considered my outfit and concluded that my sock would be the only thing I could remove whilst staying within the boundaries of the law.... and the idea of a stinky sock as a comforter didn't seem quite right (nevermind the logistics of how to remove it whilst driving).
I endured a couple more gripes, and then it was time to turn off the freeway. At the first red light I realised that I wasn't the only wearer of comfort items, and pulled the end of Big Bro's scarf from where it had fallen on his lap. Bingo! Little Bro seemed quite entertained by the idea that he and Big Bro were both holding the scarf, and better still, immediately settled down for a long winter's nap. When we reached our house I had to take this photo of brotherly connections. Long may they last.
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So sweet! My girls love popping a blanket on their knees together in the back of the car. They like to feel connected when they are strapped in their isolating little seats, me thinks. x
The brotherhood will last long, outlasting our lives. A little disagreement here and there are spices to heat up and strengthen the essence of brotherhood.... A scarf is alright, but a pair of socks.... haha. ~bangchik
As an only child, I always find the sibling bond wonderful- and yes, a little disagreement is just part of the fun! My boys also like to be tucked up together, on the couch :)
Lovely picture. Thankyou again for taking me to the airport.
Pleasure!
naww that's sweet :)
Boys can be so cute. My Mr3 takes such pleasure in talking about 'my bruvver'. So sweet.
Oh, great idea - I have two boys myself and I'm going to put a scarf in the car! Hope it doesn't turn into tug o war though :)
That's really gorgeous.
My own two boys (four years apart) sandwich a sister - when they're beating the crap out of her, they're the best of friends.
Ah what a gorgeous photo of your precious boys :)
Thanks AMBers! :)
Clever!
Thanks for sharing.
Awww, that pic made me smile.
ahhhh! That is just beautiful! I had to laugh about all your thought processes, including the sock! I can't wait for Will to have a brother or sister!
Oh that is so very sweet. Gorgeous post title too!
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