Thu 15 Jan 2009
a love that dare not speak its name
Posted by bon under relationship stuff, smitten stuff
[20] Comments
(…or rather, love by one who cannot speak.)
you have your first crush, daughter.
on your brother.
(ahem…it’s true, that’s not as unusual as it ought to be ’round here. we have entire towns in these parts where only two or three last names can be found on the mailboxes…we’re, uh, like royalty that way, us Maritimers. but i’m thinking you’ll outgrow this smitten state at some stage. like when you realize he’s been stealing your toys for months now.)
still…you could do worse for your first love, your first case of hero-worship. he’s noticing your gaze, standing straight-backed and benevolent in the light it casts around him. i kinda hope you keep a little of this same twitterpation in your eyes for him, throughout your lives. i hope he keeps a little of the tenderness he sometimes shows you in his.
(you will note that the “short” new haircut is not so short, just…not so long, thus saving O from impending mullet-hood.)
January 15th, 2009 at 1:07 pm
awwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww. Soon she’ll throw stuff at him. :)
January 15th, 2009 at 1:16 pm
I have a little note here that says,
“Lorenzo,
I love you most,
Fiona.”
He wouldn’t accept it, so I, the one thrown over, was given it for safe-keeping. And I’m more than OK with that.
January 15th, 2009 at 1:43 pm
I have always adored my brothers. Even when they tied me in trees and left me for the crows. Even when forced to share, and they gave me the broken toys. Just to play with them was fun.
I was shattered, lost, when they left me for University.
My brothers returned my adoration by always (and still) looking out for me. I owe them much.
I can’t wish a little girl anything better than a big brother.
January 15th, 2009 at 2:07 pm
My mother tells me that when I (the oldest of 5) went to college, my little brother (#4 in the lineup, he was 8 at the time) cried and then collected all the quarters he could find for me that day – “so she can do a little laundry.”
Brothers and sisters – it’s a special arrangement we all have, isn’t it?
PS Your kids are freakin cute.
January 15th, 2009 at 2:26 pm
Oh, those adoring eyes. I love that photo! (It shows up better in my feed reader, though, by the way–One of Posey’s eyes looks cropped out when I look at it with the theme.)
Theo is also quite taken with his big sister. He follows her around with his eyes, and will fuss when she runs out of view. Cursed immobility!
January 15th, 2009 at 2:54 pm
Yep, I see it: pure adoration.
January 15th, 2009 at 7:50 pm
so sweet- i love it
January 15th, 2009 at 8:08 pm
beautiful babies xo
January 15th, 2009 at 10:34 pm
Hmmm. Adoration is sweet until he’s teaching her that the back window really doesn’t lock all the way, that you keep a car key hidden in the flower pot, and that there’s always a few bucks stashed in the junk drawer. Just you watch.
I’m coming off quite possibly the worst haircut I’ve had in a decade, and I think I need O’s barber. sign me up.
January 16th, 2009 at 12:04 am
The look on her face is priceless.
January 16th, 2009 at 1:59 am
I love O’s haircut! And the younger sibling / older sibling adoration is so sweet! We’ve got it in both directions here which makes me so happy.
January 16th, 2009 at 11:38 am
Yeah, James is totally obsessed with Isaac – and has been practically since he came home from the hospital. Even when James was less than three months old, and colicky to boot, Isaac could always make him smile (or at least stop screaming).
The downside is that their table manners, while poor anyway, have gone completely to hell in the last month because they are egging each other on to ever-greater heights of messy.
BOYS.
January 16th, 2009 at 5:43 pm
So sweet. My kids have this same thing still.
January 16th, 2009 at 8:12 pm
What a fantastic photo: really shows a lot about the two of them.
January 17th, 2009 at 2:48 am
Darling. I love it when my little ones are gentle with each other. And then, I cringe when they’re cruel. Hoping she always looks at him like that (or at least most of the time).
January 19th, 2009 at 6:43 pm
She’s right to be smitten.
January 20th, 2009 at 7:03 pm
Hey, been absent for awhile, from a lot of life, not just from the crib! We appear to be back in business now. A lingering cold and Aoife’s normal chest / ear infections are all that remain of the English weather.
So I’ve been catching up on a bit of your news and can’t believe that Posey is 4 months already. Wow. She looks so different in that photo, a baby, not a newborn anymore.
Aoife still has that love for her brother, and thank goodness it is still returned with gusto. I reckon it always will be a mutual love affair, different to the love they will both have for the new one I think, ’cause of the closeness in age. I think Speck will always be the little one.
January 21st, 2009 at 5:14 pm
Sigh. They are so cute and sweet!
This is what I hope for with my soon-to-be-baby, too — that my two kiddos will be fast friends.
January 21st, 2009 at 6:50 pm
oife for the birthday wishes.
January 21st, 2009 at 6:51 pm
Oohps, not sure what happened to the first part of that comment, it was meant to be …
Great Xmas photos on Flikr and thanks from Aoife for the birthday wishes.