My boys are 16 months apart, which is relatively close in age and we get asked all the time if they are twins. I can see how that mistake happens as they have a lot of the same features. Sandy blond hair that is bleach white in the summer and matches their tan skin perfectly. They look as though they could be beach bums. They both have their mama’s dark brown eyes and big smile. But outside of looks they can be completely different.
James is his mother through and through. He has never met a stranger. It doesn’t matter the age, gender, or race, when he sees someone he HAS to know everything about them. He is a very loving person with a big heart. He loves to work. No matter what you are doing he needs to “help”. Santa got him a snow shovel for Christmas and it was his favorite present. This winter I was plowing the driveway with the tractor and my little buddy would not get on with me because he kept saying that he had to shovel. I laugh about that! I really feel that he will do something special with his life someday.
Thomas’ personality has changed 180 degrees since he was born. Until he was 18 months old, he was the most stubborn baby I had ever been around. 100% mama all the time. He only ever took 2, maybe 3 bottles from me. LuLu would have to come home from work just to feed him otherwise he would go all day without eating. I was to the point that I told myself that Thomas was always going to be a struggle, but to just accept it and love him for who he is. Then, around 18 months old, (when he finally slept through the night for the first time) it was like everything changed. He started becoming a completely different child. Loving, funny, and just too damn cute for his own good. The difference is truly night and day with him and we have grown an unbreakable bond as he is becoming my little shadow. I couldn’t be any more proud of the little man that he is becoming.
It’s crazy how two kids who grow up in the same environment can be so different sometimes. It happens in every family, but I never really realized how different siblings could be until I started watching my boys on a daily basis.
I guess that’s what makes us individuals and not robots.