Sic 'em!!!

Tonight I was reminded of why I love my oldest son and my namesake.  We were sitting at the table eating supper and Abby begins to tell me about this little girl at school who hurt her feelings.  Kids can be cruel and I now know the hurt and anger that a parent feels when it happens to your child.  In my mind I was truly wanting to go spank that little brat's butt for the hateful things that she had said when Trey pipes up, "If you will point her out tomorrow Abby I will beat her up!"  I swear I could of just ate him up!  It's not that he was wanting to fight but that he was NOT willing to let anyone hurt his sister.  I have always been brought up that family was sacred.  You take care of them.  You love them.  You stand up for them (even when they are wrong).  My brother and I could fight like cats and dogs and I could pick on him . . . but YOU couldn't!  We would often be at each other's throats but we loved each other and we looked out for each other.  Seeing this in my own children gives me hope . . . hope that they are developing this love and devotion for each other that will sustain them through all of life's ups and downs.  I have seen first hand the treasure that is Family and I want my children to develop a love for this wealth.  I catch glimpses of it and it makes me smile.  Sometimes it's when they share without being told or they hug each other when one is crying.  I love the fact that they include each other in games and adapt the games so that even the smallest can participate.  I don't want to say they are perfect . . . but they are close!