THIS. This was an extremely precious moment. Siblings sitting in mutual focus on the puzzle before them, peaceful. He passes her a few pieces of the puzzle, she does her bit and hands them back to him, and watches him complete it.
More often than not, she'd destroy the puzzle, and yelling, hitting and crying would ensue, in that order.
Redirecting him and purposefully engaging him is something I need to remember to do more of.
This evening, one of my friends' husbands came to pick up Doug, the Douglas Fir. He had his work cut out for him, considering how tall the tree was. On his way out, he commented that'd he'd said no (to getting the tree) but his wife went ahead and bought it anyway. My husband overheard and they shared a chuckle about how they might say no, but still end up being the workhorses who pick it up for their wives.
Such is the dynamic of our relationship, I shop and he collects. I'm very grateful for his long-suffering patience and dedication. 😉 Tomorrow morning, he'll be doing just that, driving to the primary school to pick up some new storybooks for our children. The things we do for love. :)
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