but yet i worry. one of my worries is whether dom and vincent will have the kind of brotherly relationship i had imagined for them. being an only child myself, much of that envisioned relationship was based on television or seeing family friends...but i just worry about their relationship...fully recognizing that it will occur independent of anything that i do and that i have little control over it.
interest on a debt you dont owe.
so in the midst of that worry something like this happens. to set this scene up, the boys are sharing a lollipop here. i found out that little brothers can hold their own, regardless of impairment.
vincent doesnt want to share (naturally...i mean who would?) but gommy keeps coming after him. they bicker like little brothers do and should. and dom comes after his big brother like little brothers do and should.
its stuff like this that makes me realize how little control i have...and how wonderful that is. that my worries dont mean anything. that really what i do have are two beautiful children who love each other and whose relationship will grow and thrive in it's own unique beautiful way...and soon there will be three beautiful children whose will develop a unique relationship inclusive of individual abilities, inabilities, emotional quirks...the whole nine.
and while i'm here, i have to brag a bit on my eldest. you guys...he is such a great big brother. the other night he was hanging with my mom. dom was talking/laughing himself to sleep in the other room, and my mom asked vincent "do you wish gommy talked to you more"?
vincent answered in the way he always does. he said "gommy talks. he just talks in his own way. someday he'll be able to talk like me and i'll understand him better". and with that it was done. vincent had taught my mother that talking isnt necessarily the only form of communication between brothers.
vincent is the kind of child that starts singing softly to dom when dom starts crying. vincent is the type of child that immediately runs to tell me when dom is in any sort of trouble. vincent is the type of child that contantly asks D how his little sister is doing. vincent on numerous occasions has tried his darndest to take charge of a situation and show gommy just how to do things like play with legos or play games on his ipad.
so while i was over here worrying about their relationship...i should have been having some faith in the fact that vincent and dominic both are just good kids. good kids who love each other. and maybe their interactional style might not have been what i expected or dreamed of...but it's somehow surpassed all of that and both of them are going to be better for it.
worry is interest on a debt you dont owe. my kids continue to teach me that lesson.
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