I know it can be irritating when the kids whine and fight with each other, but sometimes it can make for some great times. I think I noticed this when Danika and Will were 2 and 3. Danika was throwing one of her colossal tantrums, and nothing I did could make her stop. Will, Mr. Sweet and Quiet, walked over to her and spit his water all over her head. She was doused. And she stopped. What a smart boy. She ended up laughing. We ended up laughing. How can you not? This morning we had a similar situation while the toothbrushing was going on. As I checked Facebook for any amazing updates, I heard Danika with one of her "I am in charge of you, Will. I am older" yells, and a squeal from Will. As usual, Will ran to me and Danika hid out. His shirt was wet. Maybe he dribbled a bit. No. As he did the cutest Will frown, I almost couldn't hold back as I saw his wet face and hair. "Danika spit her water all over me, Mommy." So I realized that sometimes it's great when they fight because I get a good laugh!
Other times they are inseparable. They get together and give Holly a spin on this chair we have, go to the bathroom together to show each other their prized trophies:), and sometimes even share! The best thing they do is play together in their made-up world. Often, Danika is the princess, Will the prince, and Holly the royal dog. They pretend to get married and we all pet Holly as she does her best royal dog bark. Other times they go shopping, go to work, or do the usual mommy and daddy.
Having three kids in less than three years was so hard (I didn't know it would be at the time:) ), but I don't know if they would be as close as they are otherwise. I got so many comments like "Haven't you figured out what causes that yet?" and one I especially loved from a Santa in the St. George mall. I was finally off bedrest and was waiting to be induced, which was not far off. It was right before Christmas and I was with Robert and my father in law. This Santa came up to us and I thought he would do a normal Santa spiel. Not so much. He touched my belly (never do that) and said "Someone's been naughty this year!" I seriously did not know whether to smack him or laugh. I was so embarrassed because that's not something you want to hear with your father in law at your side!