Love-hate relationship

One thing I like about my family is the fact that I have 2 older brothers and we are close. We weren't as close growing up because of the big age gap, but we grew up close. I knew about their girlfriends, they wanted to shoot half of my boyfriends so we ended up being pretty protective of one another and knew that each of us had one another's backs and we would do anything for one another.

Everyone tells me that twins generally grow up close, especially if they are identical twins. Well, mine are twins but fraternal. Even then, my hope is that they will grow up close, love one another, stand up for one another and protect one another, because that's what siblings are supposed to do. Only in the recent months have they shown an outward awareness of one another. They now know how to ask for the other twin, they also know how to comfort one another and naturally, irritate the heck out of one another.

I think it would be easier if they were either girl-girl twins or boy-boy twins because at least the wavelengths would be somewhat similar. Right now, Jordan is very "girl" in the way she shows affection and Evan is very "boy". Jordan likes to touch her brother, stroke his face, pat his back or his arm, nuzzle him. She's very physical with her affection. Evan hates it. He will scream and run and cry if she comes on too strong. Word of warning to his future girlfriends!

So, I've taken to trying to mediate the situation by telling Jordan not to disturb her brother. Occasionally, I lapse into pasar Malay or Peranakan Malay and tell her "don't kachow di-di". And the boy, who picks up speech at a rapid rate, immediately started yelling it at him.

Here's an example of it. Although, here, I'm not mediating but trying to encourage them to kiss because it's pretty darned cute when they do. For the record, the two things Evan is saying is "Excuse Me!!!!!! " and "Don't kachow me!"



And here is the kiss for real and it's funny how Jordan rubs her mouth after that. For the record, that's Packrat asleep in the background because it is unearthly early. I think it's not yet 7. It just looks bright because I had to switch on the light to find the phone and so that they wouldn't trample all over their father.



And unfortunately, my day begins when they clamber up on the bed. He sleeps through it. I can't. Possibly because I'm mortally afraid for the health of my unborn child what with the kicking, the scrambling, the bouncing and the general rough housing that goes on.


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