I came across ‘Siblings’ a linky on Along Came Cherry. Jess inspired me to join in and once a month capture my two little bambinos together. What a fabulous idea. She co-host the linky each month on the 10th with nine other bloggers.
It’s not an easy task to get pictures of my two together, I will admit as Buba hates the camera. So to stage gorgeous settings, and activities for them to do together and capture it is a challenge. But I love a good challenge so I will join the rest of the hosts and link up each month hoping to capture some awesome sibling moments.
This month my “Sibling” pictures are a little grainy and the lighting is horrible because the moment was there and I had to capture it with my iphone before it disappeared, as we all know they don’t come too often. I am blessed that my two get along great so far, I fear this stage won’t last long so I am soaking it up as much as possible.
Buba is constantly asking, “Give Missy Moo kisses?” and yes, he calls her Missy Moo now too, it’s hilarious. His hugs I have notice are getting a little bit tighter, in that loving big brother squeeze way. So I have to keep my eye on him. However, the other day I walked in the living room to find this:
I think they were plotting against Mommy and Daddy in hushed voices. Buba was attempting to teach Missy Moo what the mirror is for, I think I can foresee bathroom fights over the mirror already. “Look here, Missy Moo, that’s you.” Buba said.
I asked him if he loved his sister, his reply, “My Missy Moo!” and showered her with kisses. Enough said.
I hope they continue down this path of bonding and getting along. Buba at first didn’t really take notice there was a baby in the house. He left her alone completely, to which I am ever thankful for! It’s only now that she is trying to crawl, sit up and eat big people food like him that he is noticing her more and wanting to get involved with her. He brings her toys while she bounces in her bouncer, screams, “Mommy, Missy Moo crying, ” at the top of his lungs, when she is upset and I have left the room for a second. This week he even asked to help feed his sister her bottle, which I thought was so touching. “I do it, Mommy?” he asked inquisitively, as he shoved the bottle down his sister’s throat. oh dear …