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Little Brother Love

11 Jul

He got out if bed and didn’t walk, blankey in hand, to the living room to turn on baseball highlights like he usually does. Instead, he walked, blankey in hand, to his window. I know this because the blind was tilted, giving him a view of the driveway and Papa and Lola’s car.

Spying the car, he emerged sleepy-eyed from his room and headed straight to Nia’s room, asking with a sad voice, “Nia leaves for West Virginia today?” A just-awake Nia consoled him, “Don’t cry Na-Nate.” He leaned against her bed to hug her, her arms wrapped around his neck for a sweet minute. “I’ll be home soon. You’ll have fun with mommy and daddy, ok? I’ll call you before bed each night.” He rubbed his eyes and told her, all better, “Ok.”

They hugged a few more times before she left and even had one of their usual sibling squabbles (over a video game Nia is taking with her). I think Nate will miss the game almost as much as he’ll miss his big sis. Mostly because he now can’t lie next to her and watch her play it, giggling and cheering her on with each awesome move she makes on the screen. I suppose it will give them something to talk about on the phone. “What world are you on now? Did you beat such and such?”

We’ll soon see. That first phone call is only hours away.

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She Didn’t Know What Hit Her

25 Jun

Well, that’s not entirely accurate. She did know. He’s about 3 feet tall, weighing 35 or so pounds, blonde hair, blue eyes and wild with energy.

She definitely knew Nate clocked her in the kisser, what she didn’t know is that he knocked out her latest loose tooth.

Two Teefs, One Week

Before my mom picks up the phone to call me in horror (you still can mom, just finish reading first!) know that they were playing and no medical attention was needed. Sure, it was pretty rough playing and I’m not dismissing the seriousness of the punch. I just wanted to stress that the punch wasn’t thrown in anger. They were wrestling, giggling, all fun and games playing until someone gets a bloody mouth.

It wasn’t until I had Nate properly placed in time out while I tended to Nia that I realized there was a hole where a wobbly tooth once lived. Nia was calm through the check up but then I said, “He knocked out your tooth!” She then became hysterical that her precious pearly white was lost and feared that she wouldn’t get a tooth fairy visit. (She cried harder about that then the punch in the face.) The tiny tooth was recovered and all was well – well, except for the slugger in the corner.

He was punished (time out served, a intense talking-to and video game confiscated) but I believe the happiness Nia had about her missing tooth will be confusing for him. She practically thanked him. “The tooth fairy will come now!”

Loves his Big Sis

18 Aug

 

Nate woke up in time to enjoy some of Nia’s second day of school.  He wanted to walk her to the bus stop but had to have his own backpack too!

 

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