Pictures ‘o’ Sammy

Adam shared a bunch of pictures from the last several months of nannyshare adventures.  Since Clare isn’t at nannyshare anymore they’re all of Sammy and his girlfriends – A and “May-may”.  What I love about the pictures is how much they capture Sam’s little relaxed/happy/busy personality. 

Sam’s little friend is A, who lives across the street from us.  She’s a very sweet little girl who attends nannyshare two days a week.  She’s a few months older than Sam and the two of them are good friends.  They’re more inclined to play independently than Clare and G were, but they are still very attached to each other in their own way. 

Every day Adam sends us an email giving a mid-day update to the day.  Every email gives a rundown of what the kids did and ate that day and every day Adam writes “Sam ate well.”

 

Sam adores G’s little sister M, who he calls May-May.  He’s very tender and gentle with her and he shares books and toys with her.   Adam and I joke that they have a little baby romance and will someday get married.

 

 

Sibs

 Truly one of the most rewarding things of this parenting gig is watching the loving relationship between my kids.  Sure there is plenty of toy-grabbing, hair-pulling, shoving, tattling, and good old fashioned sibling rivalry for our parents’ attention but more often then not there is giggling, hugs and lots of love.  They are each other’s favorite playmates and allies already and it warms my heart to no end.  I know that sibling relationships are complicated and their relationship will get more complicated as they get older.  I hope that they will always come back to being allies when they need each other. 

 Sammy imitates Clare’s every move.  If she waves her arms over her head, Sammy waves his arms.  If she sings a silly song, he’s right there trying to make up a harmony.  If she reaches down to adjust her sock, Sammy’s bending over tugging at his sock.  Sammy usually plays in the same room as Clare, even if they aren’t playing together he stays close by her.  Yesterday she ran through the house swishing her new skirt and singing “la la la” so Sammy ran along behind, attempting to swish his t-shirt and singing “ah ah ah.”

 

 Of course they annoy each other also.  Last week Clare came running into the kitchen in her underwear crying “Sam stole my clothes!  Sammy took my clothes before I could get them on!  Sam hid my clothes and I don’t know where they are!”  It took Clare and I ten minutes of searching the house to find her clothes (hidden in a bin inside her closet – he had opened the closet door, pulled the bin out, pushed it back, and closed the door again, which was pretty diabolical for a 19-month-old).  Sammy just watched us with an amused little smile on his face.  Clare rewarded him with a scornful “that’s not funny Sam!  I don’t like you very much right now.” 

A few minutes later Clare was dressed and wrestling with Sam in the living room.  All was forgiven between sibs.