The Tale of Two Siblings

These two Keiglets have a special little bond.

Many is the morning that I find them reclining on the sofa together, London reading books out loud to her little brother.

London keeps a list of daily activities and ideas on a dry erase board she has in her bedroom.  (She’s a natural-born planner, apparently those genes are strong.)

One day I noticed her list went something like this:  Play Legos.  Water my garden.  Bake scones.  Bathe Otto.

When I asked her why she felt the need to add a cleansing routine for her young brother to her list, she responded, “When we were cuddling last night – I noticed he smells bad.”

Awesome.

For his part, the boy looks to London for extra attention.  (A trait maybe not unique to a last born and an older sibling, but nonetheless pretty endearing.)

On a recent night of tuck-in rounds, I had a chat with my four year old.

“Mommy,” he said, “When London grows up – I want to be her kid too.”