Brothers Stick Together
is our family motto, if you will.
From the time the boys were young, we have taught them that no matter what,
Brothers Stick Together.
My boys fight constantly. Maybe because there are so many of them, but it seems someone always seems to be at odds with someone.
It is annoying. It is frustrating. It feels like I am failing as a parent.
Can they not just get along?
Apparently not.
Then someone messes with one of them.
One of the brothers has been hurt.
It is a whole different story.
This hurt that was experienced this past week was a real experience.
They came together.
All they knew was that one of them had been hurt.
It was a real neat thing to watch.
Sammy was up at arms.
“Let me at him…” he says as we approached the school.
“Now Sammy…” I start…
“Mom, Daddy is always saying Brothers Stick Together… so all I am doing is obeying him,” is Sammy’s reply.
(Now he decided to obey??)?
At dinner as Sanj and I are trying to talk about this situation… while we defuse our own anger… the boys begin…
I won’t write the creative outlets they came up with but I must say they had me laughing and distraught all at the same time.
Vengeance is mine sayeth the Lord…
but if God is short on ideas,
the Sukumaran boys had lots of ideas.
There was a lot of pride flowing through my heart as I watched them come together.
It was a beautiful thing to watch.
Thank you, God, for my beautiful loving boys.
May Brothers Always Stick Together.