When I planned on having kids so close together, 18 months, my dream was (and still is) that my boys will be best of friends! Up until this point, Evan has referred to Carter as a "baby" and has managed to pin him, hit him, tackle him and push him at every possible chance he gets, you know, to put him in his place ;-). He has also managed to protect him, keep him from wandering to far and love him, as a big brother does occasionally ;-) But be his friend? Heck NO!! He views himself as a much superior being, one who can do all things versus one who can not! Until today!
Ladies and Gentleman, today, Evan climbed his favorite rock wall. Followed by Carter, who climbed the same rock wall. And let me just say for the record, Carter CLIMBED it himself. I spotted him and gave him just a couple of pushes for balance. But he DID IT!!
And that feat created a new level of respect between Evan and his "little brother Car-ta"! After that moment, Evan decided that Carter was worthy enough to play with him, to be his friend.
They played TOGETHER at the park for the first time. I mean PLAYED together. Not just both playing side-by-side. Evan asked Carter to play "Firemen", with which Carter was all on board! They drove firetrucks, put out fires, laughed and giggled with each other and talked. Carter was in heaven. That is until my first born became too demanding.
Carter do this...Carter do that...CARTER I told you to look for Joshua (Joshua is Evan's very favorite friend and in this scenario was lost and injured). Carter didn't quite understand that Joshua was a pretend person and got so confused when Evan was yelling at him, that he jumped ship and left Evan to play on the slides. And at this, Evan got quite upset with Carter.
But it was a BEAUTIFUL thing! I mean, I was almost crying in the middle of the playground. My babies are becoming friends! That is if they don't kill each other first!