I am grateful (99.9% of the time) that I had my kids close together.
My whole plan was to pop these kids out, one right after another, so that they could all be playmates and friends. (and so I didn't end up being 65 before my last child, but nevermind that)
I've had my doubts in this theory along the way. Two kids in diapers. Two kids who lack mature reasoning skills and adequate language development. Two kids who wake each other up out of dreamy sleep on occasion. A body that is still in recovery from 18 months of gestation. and yadda, yadda, yadda...
But in this last month as Lucy has acquired the skill of crawling, it has really livened up the interest factor for Jack!
They now giggle when they see each other. I will hear Jack invite Lucy to go places with him by saying, "Come on, baby". I've even discovered them in my closet adding some color to the carpet with acrylic paints. But honestly, it was undeniably cute to watch them destructing as a team. It was the first of many mischievous acts to come, I'm sure.
Just this week, Lucy found her way through the bottom of our coffee table. Jack's eyes lit up when he discovered Lucy's mastermind of game inventing. They spent the next 15 minutes crawling under the table.
It's just so fun to start to see them playing like friends. I'll enjoy it while it lasts!