One moment came while I was doing something I do almost everyday lately. I was editing pics from one of my shoots. I can usually get into a groove with editing. This picture threw off my groove completely. I opened it, ready to edit, and all I could do was just stare at it. Touched by the single act of the little one's hand on his older brothers. I can remember when I took this shot, they got into this stance naturally. This stance thats states, we are brothers and we look out for each other.
Another moment came when our friends came over to play this week. i cant help but admire these boys. They act like brothers. they play like brothers. they talk about being brothers. And when they are over, they treat bens just like a brother. They always tell him "someday benson you can be five like me and then you can be a big brother." I can't help but smile when Benson plays with them. He will literally try and do everything that they do. When they eat lunch at the table, bens has to eat lunch at the table. Heaven forbid he gets seen eating in the highchair when his friends are over, how embarrassing. When they play the wii, Benson has to "play" the wii. I crack up just watching their facial expressions, and watching Bens try to imitate. Its moments like this that make me ache for a sibling for Benson.
And then there's moments like Sunday, when we all slept in until 9. And then I think, I'm liking our little family of three.