The one thing I want to instill in my children is an awareness of people. I want them to understand that every single person they meet has feelings and stories and goals and dreams just like they do. I want the boys to be conscious that their own decisions will likely impact other people and that needs to be a factor in decision making. They could both turn out to be highly skilled cartel lords, but so long as they keep their employees in mind first I will be quite proud of them.
I think we are on the right track. Not toward them becoming a team of brother cartel lords, but toward them being aware of the humanity of other people. Most mornings start around 5:30 or 6:00 with the squeaks of the toddler. He wakes up bright eyed and ready for adventure. His adventuring buddy needs to be awake for all this too, so as soon as he is dressed and his feet hit the floor he runs for his brother’s room.
The firstborn has, for all intents and purposes, always had glasses. It is a non-issue around here; glasses are just part of the routine. The toddler does not wear glasses, so he has no idea what they are meant for, but he is starting to realize they mean something. He watches the oldest wake up, lean to the table, feel around for the coke bottle lenses and then put the glasses on. I am pretty sure the toddler thinks the glasses give the firstborn life. Which makes them like a battery pack…so there’s apparently a slight chance the toddler thinks he has a robot brother.
One morning 6:00 came extra early. The firstborn did not want to wake up but here comes his little brother chirping like a drunk pigeon in need of bread (totally a real analogy). The firstborn was not coping well, so the toddler turned to a new tactic; handing the firstborn his glasses. He unfolded them, said, “gawoo” and handed them over. The baby knows these things are important and for his brother to be any fun at all, he needs those little glass circles over his eyes.
I know the baby is not motivated by any altruistic purpose and really only wanted a play partner, but he knew he could do something to make that play partner move quicker. In that moment he showed that he was capable of understanding what another person needed. The firstborn said, “thank you” and off they went.
Of course it was not long after when they began to fight over a toy, but we at least got a moment. One wonderful moment when they helped each other.