Monday, September 06, 2010

Best Kids Ever



This weekend I had an incredibly busy schedule,
and the Husband was working.

It was also the weekend of the first game for Twin Girl.
She cheers her heart out, and a parent always attends,
sitting through two long hours of rec league football,
stale nachos and lukewarm coffee,
because we love her.

I didn't make a big deal out of the fact that we'd both miss her first game.
The children would be alone all day, and I just matter-of-factly went over
the schedule with her -
what time she would hop on her bike,
to remember to take her water,
to lay out her uniform the night before,
and to not talk to strangers of course.

She's eleven years old, and the school is only a mile away,
an easy bike ride, and I wasn't worried
but I did have a twinge of guilt about missing the game.

Anyway, later that afternoon I called from out of town
to check on them and got a breathless Middle Child on the phone.

"Twin Boy and I just got back from the game," she said.

I was surprised, "You went to her game?"

"Well, yeah, we wanted her to have somebody in the stands. It was so cold
though, so we walked back home after half-time. The Teenager is still there."

I said, "Where did you get the money to get in?"

"Oh yeah," she said, "I took my own money because I was going to buy us all snacks,
but then when I got up there I remembered we had to pay to get in."

"So no snacks?" I said, "and you used your own money?"

"Yeah," she said, "that's alright."

Later I talked with the Teenager, because Saturday was cold,
and I couldn't imagine him voluntarily giving up his warm spot on the couch
to go sit for two hours on the hard bleachers,
with no other teenagers in sight,
only a bunch of little kids bumping into each other on the football field.

I said, "Did Daddy tell you you had to go?"

He said, "No, I just thought someone should go with her. I sent the other kids home after half-time. It was really long."

I sat there with tears in my eyes, holding the phone.
He rode his bike up with her a half hour before the game, stayed with her the whole time
and then rode her home afterwards.

My kids,
little Boxcar Children for a day,
supporting their sister and taking care of her when we couldn't.

They love each other.

It makes me so happy.

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8 comments:

mrc-w said...

Aw that just about made me cry! So nice to one another! I love your kids! :)

Heidi Lee said...

Tears in my EYES.

Isn't it great when you see that your kids REALLY do love each other?

I love when that happens!

Brian Miller said...

i think i am getting tears...that ws awesome...heartwarming..

TechnoBabe said...

Caring for one another is something they learn from you and their dad. Isn't it a wonderful feeling when they look out for each other like that? I hope your weekend has been going great.

Sharon said...

Heather, we are so proud of your kids too. You can join the club around here with leaving kids behind. Mark and Mary stopped by for some snacks after leaving Mariah behind at school. I guess they have a new type of "cutting the ties" that had Mark fighting a big lump. She will do so great and they know that but its hard. Mom

Diane said...

Awwwww....best story ever!

Annie said...

So sweet! Sibling love is amazing.

Michelle said...

This story leaves me teary-eyed and thankful. Thank you so much for sharing this. Thank you for being the kind of parent who raises kids like this.