Would you call your siblings your best friends? If so, you have a great gift. If not, have you ever wondered how to create that with your own kids?
I’m the mom of four kids ages 23, 20, 18, and . . . 2. The two-year-old thinks everyone is her best friend, but there were many years I was certain my older kids would never be friends, let alone best friends. My kids were boy, girl, boy. The youngest boy was good at playing whatever the older ones wanted, until about age eight when he got a mind of his own. The oldest boy was good at using the younger ones for target practice . . . in the name of fun. And the girl in the middle was very dramatic. If she felt anything was unfair, I’d hear about it. Loudly.
Raising our kids, John and I told them they had to like each other. They didn’t have an option. “When we’re gone you’ll still have each other, so you need to be best friends for life.”
They didn’t seem too convinced this would happen. And truthfully, I wasn’t either. Yet things did change. They grew older, and during high school they had the same group of friends who hung out. Now as young adults, the two who live at home still hang out. And even though my boys now live 2,000 miles away, they talk every day.
How and why did the change happen? Read the rest of this post over on The Better Mom!