One minute they are quietly cuddled on the couch watching TV and the next thing you know there are screams of terror coming from my living room.
They pick on each other all the time.
They steal each others toys and food.
They sit on each other.
Or hit one another for no good reason at all.
But Brothers also Love
Just as quickly as the cuddles turned to rage
They forgive and they forget
There are kisses and “I sowee’s”
And plenty of hugs
Brothers Stick Up for Each Other
I’m allowed to steal your toys
But if anyone else touches them they have to deal with me
We can wrestle with each other
But don’t you dare touch my brother
I Pray that My Boys are Always Good Brothers
I hope my boys are always good brothers to each other.
I’m OK with the fighting as long
As they forgive each other at the end of the day.
I don’t mind the bickering because I know they really love each other.
“Sometimes being a brother is even better than being a superhero.” ~Marc Brown