Making Sand Angels

Hallelujah! Summer is finally here and the school holidays are just around the corner and to be honest I'm lovin' it! I am an only child so never really got the opportunity to engage in the well worn and time honored sport of SIBLING RIVALRY. I was afforded the occasional spat with the girl next door, and I can still vividly remember sinking my teeth into her scalp...once ( Perhaps the Lord knew what he was doing when he sent me no siblings...) He did make it up to me in the form of children, I have the biblical quiver full of them.

Most times I do feel rather blessed to have a household full of astoundingly unique individuals,but truth be told the squabbling and fighting does unnerve me somewhat. My two eldest girls spent several years hunkered down in their own separate  bunkers, hurling hurtful missiles at each other, to the point of my despair. Would they ever be friends? I wondered fretting a little. I know it's a risky business and some siblings never actually become firm friends, which for someone who never had any, feels like such a waste. What I would have given to have had a sister or brother when Rodger the artful dodger made his exit...just to phone up and cry to.

This year, the two girls have had an awesome year, going off to the bedroom and sharing and giggling till late at night.Talking about boys and fashion and teacher's at school. It has made my heart powerfully happy to see them developing the most amazing friendship. My heart feels truly blessed.

Today, the two youngest set up a restaurant and played in their imaginary restaurant all morning. After a spat over the computer, I did what all parents in the know do, I took them out of the house and off to the beach. Here the two of them had the most amazing time, sandy smiles ruled and windswept giggles were the order of the day. They sand boarded down the dunes, boogie boarded in the waves, built castles in the wet sand and made snow angels in the sand together without a single tiff. Seeing both of them having the time of their lives making those sand angels together filled my mommy soul right up, something I'll need to draw on for the next patch of acrimony, which will come, as reliably as the sun's rising. For now my mommy soul sings.