I hit the kid lottery. I’m sure all siblings are great and fantastic, but these two little girls of mine are (pardon my 90’s speak) the bomb diggity.
My girls are 6 years, 4 months and 22 days apart. 2,333 days. 333 weeks. 55,922 hours. 3,359,520 minutes. 201,571,200 seconds.
But when the two of them are together? Those years, months, weeks, days, hours, minutes, and seconds mean nothing.
Vivi is absolutely sure that Addie hung the moon and lit the stars while Addie is absolutely sure that Vivi is the best little sister to ever exist. We were out to dinner once and Addie noticed another little baby around Vivi’s age. She commented on how cute she was and that she and Vivi were around the same age. She then looked at me and declared “But our baby is better. And cuter.”
Cody and I shot each other looks across the table, both panicked and proud at the pride Addie has in her little sister.
My sister is due to have a baby any darn minute, and of all the things I wish I could give her for her new baby, an Addie tops the list.
Addie makes my job so much easier. She loves to help, she’s good at helping and she’s just such a cool laid back kid. When we were going through airport security Addie knew exactly what to do and how to do it, she picked up where I left off and the two of us make a fantastically seamless team when it comes to caring for Vivi. I can literally feel my heart swell up inside of me when the two of them are together. Addie is so gentle and caring yet so ridiculous and silly. Addie shows off her little sister with all the pride of a new mom and as we’re here waiting for my nephew to join us, the excitement Addie has for her new baby cousin is out of control, she knows the drill. Tiny babies are really fun and really cute and she’s going to get to snuggle one really soon. She may be more excited for her new cousin than she was for Vivi simply because she now knows what to expect and loves everything about babies.
Maybe the age gap between them will come back to bite me at some point, but honestly I can’t imagine a better pair than these two or a better big sister than Addie. I’ve tried really hard to voice my pride in her and my gratitude for her help, it may not be until she’s much older that she realizes just how much help she is to me just by existing, but hopefully one day she’ll get to feel the same pride in her own kids as I do in mine.