In the last six months, Ziggy started referring to Luca as "Bubba" – brother. It's pretty much the cutest thing in the history of the world. He can say Luca (sort of) – "Wee-ca" – but whenever he wants his brother's attention, it's always, "BaaaaaBah!"
Again, cuteness. History of the world. You get it.
It's funny how I thought I knew how my family should be before we started actually making it. How each time I was pregnant, I knew what gender we should be having.
When I see my sons together, I realise I had no clue. Of course, things tend to make more sense with the benefit of hindsight.
And Luca and Ziggy together make such sense. They are buddies. Zig is wide-eyed with hero worship and Luca loves having an adoring audience.
And then, the moment passes and they are strangling one another.
You know. Like brothers.
I often hear people say of two brothers close in age (or sisters, for that matter), "Oh, they'll be friends for life!"
It's a nice sentiment but look around at the majority of families and you'll see that sentiment only goes so far when children grow into adults with clashing views and a stockpile of past resentments.
Friendship is not simple – especially not between siblings.
Bren and I will do all we can to help foster that relationship and help them to grow into men who will love each other but more importantly, respect and hopefully, like one another.
But for now, these guys are tight. Thick as thieves. Buddies.
And it's history of the world cute.
Gosh they are adorable. I love their special little brotherly bond xxxx
And forgive me for the detour… but i freaking love those white floors against that green. Super funky and fresh!
Love the photos!
Totally get it. My only regret at not having any more babies is not giving CJ a brother. The girls have sisters, he doesn’t have a brother 🙁 Thankfully his (male) cousin is only 8 days older, hopefully they’ll grow up tight.
I have 3 boys and you have nailed the brother friendship! Mine are the first to start biffo with each other but when it comes to one of them against someone else (even hubby and I!) they draw ranks and take them on as a group! Im happy that even if they have their moments (and boys are lucky they can slog it out and its over!) when it counts its one in all in. I think brothers have a less complicated relationship than sisters too from what Ive seen in friends and family. I love watching my boys be together, nothing like it!
They ARE adorable. But wow, so annoying, too. An excellent balance….
Yes! The floor and the walls are ace. Thanks for noticing, babe. 🙂
Absolutely, Kate, I totally get that. And I imagine he will be close with his cousin.
But the thing CJ has going for him with three older sisters is an uncommon understanding of the opposite sex and a long line of women to choose from. When your girls bring their friends home, it’ll be like a CJ smorgasbord. 😉
Oh I hear you, Anna Lou.
My two back eachother up a lot. If Luca snatches a toy and Ziggy cries, the minute I reprimand Luca and return the toy to Zig, Zig gives it back to Luca. Hates seeing his brother in trouble!
I think boys relationships are less complicated in general. I hope these two will always be close – they are very alike. Not sure if that’s a plus or not?
Totally! My brother is 15 months older than me 😉
Oh, love this!!! I love your description of them as brothers, siblings, friends. All oh-so-true. With your guidance, they will be best friends, for life.
Thank you for linking up with us!
Angie? There is so very much love here- it fills *me* up!
And you? Are so very lovely!
{Truly}
xo
Love this! My two boys are also “thick as thieves” and I feel so blessed. They always have each other’s back. Once my little one bit my shoulder while he was teething–he already had his bottom teeth at the time so it HURT. I shrieked and set him down on the floor and he started crying. My older one (who was about 2.5 at the time) came over, put his hands on his hips and sternly said to me, “You made my friend James cry!” So adorable.
Just beautiful. I have a feeling that under yours and Bren’s excellent guidance, they’ll always be great mates.
Love your pics too! On a side note, the colour palette is totally the same as in the kitchen of one of our last homes. Despite so many wrong things about that place, I loved the green walls and white floorboards together. Always felt so fresh – noice choice!
Is it crazy that I so want what you have? Another rowdy little monster to keep little man company!
So, so cute! Reminds me of my two girls when they were little, even though I understand that boys are different 🙂
So handsome. And you’re right…sibling relationships are so complicated.
Bless you, wonderful friend.
This link-up is so good for the soul. Days can drag, children can wear on a poor Little Mumma’s frazzled nerves. Memories Captured allows me to get back to the core of it all – that I love these tiny people more than life itself.
Thank you. xxx
Ha! So funny, Victoria.
Luca will say, “Mumma! Be nice to your little brother!” if ever I raise my voice to Zig.
Of course, I will reply that he ain’t my little brother, probably add something in about how I’m the boss but let’s face it, the tension has broken and I just have to scoop them both up and kiss them a million times.
I really, really hope so, Mad. These things can’t be forced but both Bren and I envision a dinner table of lively discussion, always learning from and ABOUT one another. I hope it works!
Yes, the colour scheme is good. We didn’t do the walls, they were already green. Coupled with carpets of, hmm, was it orange/brown (inspired by a newborn baby, if you follow me), it was not pretty. Now? Totally pretty!
Oh, and I have since learnt a thing or two about the laws of paint, oil versus acrylic etc. Your landlords? Were never taught…..
Not crazy at all! It’s brilliant. And takes the pressure off when they hang together, leaving you free to, ya know, tweet.
But what would I know? I’m 21 weeks pregnant with a third. A girl!
I am certain they are different but that bond is amazing to behold, either way.
Thanks, Greta! We think so. 😉
And yes! So complicated. We shall steer them as best we can but kids grow up and we become mere observers, crossing our fingers what we did was enough.
All I can think of is “He ain’t heavy, he’s my brother” or in Zig’s case “Bubba”! They are the most perfect little men and I get to hang out with them! I’m the luckiest granma!
I am also trying to enjoy these wonderful sibling moments.
My children aren’t best buddies, though my daughter adores my son.
But as they get older, the good moments are becoming more frequent.
Of course, Lil Diva can fight back now…
But I live for the moments they share an inside joke and cackle at each other, or snuggle on the couch, or give the other a toy to make them stop crying.
I try to capture it on film, to remind myself on the bad days that there really is good too.