Callum is nearing his 6 month mark in a few weeks and for the last year+ it's been
a sort of mile marker for me. so many mothers with siblings close in age told me a version of:
the first 6 months are hard, and then you'll love it.
while we have loved every single hour of it, it really is hard work.
so i've kept my eye on that 6 month moment in time, and i can't believe it's nearly here! like i was told, it really is getting easier each day.
these boys without a doubt, with Russ as my witness, are the best of friends.
they want to be where the other one is.
they laugh and laugh at one another's antics.
they cheer each other on in their accomplishments.
(and freak-OUT when the other has their toy.)
cuddles and slobbery gummy kisses and wide-eyed grins are exchanged all day long.
i'm sure any siblings have these experiences, but for me it is the greatest reward for all the moments i feel like i'm just terrible at this.
his "Marla Hooch" face // giving stones (which i have confused many a-time for punching, and Hayes has had many a confused "time-out" for it as well.)
Hayes showing him the ropes: