I’m amazed that I have had any mental capacity to pay attention to the recent general election when the political situation in our house is so intense. According to younger boy, nothing is fair, older boy is always doing something that he believes he should be doing and the world is most unjust. I can’t say that I altogether disagree with him (I can hear him squawking upstairs as I speak and I am pretending to wear ear plugs). Indeed there are days (lots of them) where if my house and family were metaphorically Brexit, I would opt out. Please note that given recent events this comment is lighthearted and not intended to cause offence.
Older boy believes he is the leader, he is repeatedly told that he isnt but he maintains a huge amount of self-belief. Right now he has eaten all the lunch that was supposed to be for him and his brother, younger boys has luckily found an alternative. Just this morning, the boys have fought considerably, older boys’ chest has been marked, younger boys’ Tottenham teddy has ended up in the bin, both boys have fought me with every bit of their strength to avoid having a shower. What is it with boys and cleanliness? Whilst I hate to generalise, both my boys almost hate to be clean and do not understand the need to clean ones’ teeth and the necessity of changing ones’ underpants and socks.
Since older boy turned ten, which he believes has highlighted his leadership status, sibling rivalry has reached a new dimension. Older boy is allowed to go out on small trips on his own, has been allowed a phone and is allowed to walk home from school with his friends. Younger boys naturally sees this as wrong, he obviously wants to do the same. I do have some sympathy as I remember how much it sucked being the younger sibling. Advantages were few and far between, but I did get roller skates when I was five, whereas older sibling had been made to wait until she was seven. I have never forgotten the feeling of total smugness as I sat in the back of the car with the Mothercare bag that contained the roller skates on my lap, whilst my older sibling ranted to my Dad about how unfair it was.
Back to the fighting, other than keeping the boys apart and working as a family on a two on two basis, I see no solution other than banning the Xbox when the going has got too tough. This has happened today. I sincerely hope that they grow out of it.