We have been trying really hard to get Pierce to say his sister’s name. “Boston, Boston, Boston,” she and I chant over and over again. I know he could say it, he simply chooses not to. He does have a name for her though, and I suppose it is quite fitting.
“Come MOMMA!” he excitedly shouts her way. She smiles and shakes her head, “That Pierce, he always calls me momma. I’m not the momma, I’m the dear sister!” Yes, dear girl, you most certainly are. MOMMA does seem quite fitting though for his bossy little partner in crime.
This mom of multiples thing is hard, harder than I had ever imagined. However, to watch the two of them together has to be the greatest joy in all of life. They complete me, and I am putty in their sticky little hands.
What about you?? Do you still have a strong relationship with your sibling(s)? What is your favorite thing about watching your own children bond with one another? I would LOVE to hear about it!