My children are upstairs building legos together. This may sound mundane to you, but this is a tiny "Praise Jesus!" moment for me. They have called this weird truce since the boys left. They watch tv together, play video games together, build things together, take care of the chickens together. There is some minor arguing, but not much.
It is possibly a result of loneliness, but neither one of them wants to sleep in their rooms alone. So for now, they are both bunking in my Cy's room. Basically, we decided last night that this could continue as long as they understood that we may be going back to the old way if God brings more children. It kind of just depends on the needs of the kids that come here.
I wonder if anyone else has ever experienced this? They do not seem traumatized and my Liv has NEVER liked sleeping alone. At this point I am chalking it up to bonding. Maybe with the boys coming in and going out they are realizing that they are lucky to have each other? Even as I type this I doubt they are being that cerebral about it. Whatever it is they are suddenly new best friends. It's nice.
I had to pause this post because strange and alarming noises were coming from the garage. Our 9 month old Golden Retriever, Baxter, carried a chicken, alive and cackling angrily, into our garage. The poor chicken was surrounded instantly by 4 cats and our old dog, Sara (Sara is a much more efficient chicken killer). We had a chicken death recently (death by dog) and all the animals ate some fresh bird before we found it. You can understand why I jumped up and ran out the door shooing animals away trying to save the frightened bird. The two new best buddies came out and scooped up Henny Penny, as they call her and took her back to the safety of the pen. Now they plan to work with our Baxter on proper behavior around the chicken cage. They are discussing their plans as they feed the chickens for the day and collect eggs.
Baxter needs to learn its all fun and games until a chicken gets dead!
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