Since school started, Casey’s life has been filled with days at the park, MOPS group meetings and fun trips with Mom and Dad. There are days he plays at home by himself and there are days he watches too much TV while I get things done around the house. Casey has adjusted quite well.
When Casey and I drop off his siblings at school, he claims “I miss Will and Lizzie and Evelyn”, but he always manages to fill his day with something fun and he never seems to miss the fact that he doesn’t have to share anything all day long.
What I didn’t count on was William missing his brother while he was at school. He comes home and the two things he wants to play with are his cars and his brother. But something has developed between the two of them since Will has gone back to school after Christmas break. At least twice a week, William comes home with snacks for Casey.
Throughout the day, he puts pieces of chips, cookies, animal crackers or whatever snack they have at snack or lunch in his pockets. When he gets home, Will empties his pockets, describes each snack and he and Casey share the pieces and crumbs.
I had no idea this was happening as I was running around checking the girls’ homework, signing agendas or just doing stuff around the house. One day there were crumbs all over the table and dining room floor and I knew I had not given the kids any food. After some questioning, I found out that the reason I have completely missed this interaction was that it usually takes place in his room.
A couple of days after I discovered this event, Casey came to me and asked if he could watch TV. I noticed that he had stuck something in the pockets on his leg (he was wearing cargo pants).
When I asked him what was in his pocket, he patted his pockets and said “Strawberries for William!”
I had to convince him that it would be at least two hours before Will came home from school and that the strawberries would be squished if he left them in his pocket that long.
He put them on the table and if I put them on a napkin or plant, he would take them off and put them on the table, then remind me “those are William’s.”
When William got home from school, Casey showed William what he had saved. Will said, “I don’t want those” and in an instant I though Casey would be heartbroken. Instead Casey said, “OK” and ate them himself.
Will didn’t bring anything home that day and Casey didn’t seem to mind, but the next day William brought him home a whole animal cracker, not crumbs or pieces.
I hope they love each other like this forever. You have to love someone to save them a whole animal cracker.