"I think I like it better when the kids hate each other." This is the sentence I said to my husband the other night as the two of them came running into the living room butt naked, running around in circles and screaming at the top of their lungs. You see, when the kids hate each other, one of them is always behaving. When they like each other, neither of them are ever behaving!
Although hard to imagine a 2-year old and 4-year old "hating" each other, this is possible for small periods of time throughout the day. Whether fighting over the Thomas train, or who gets to wear the monkey hat, or how many fries one has stolen off the other's plate, there is always, in any of these circumstances one child that is behaving. One is looking for the support from mom and dad to help them get what they want from the other. One is pleading innocence with the sweet loving eyes of a child, suckering you in to believing every word out of their mouth. While meanwhile the other is acting like he's just been released from San Quentin.
But when they "like" each other, there isn't a sweet loving eye in the house! Just total and complete mayhem. Neither wants to behave because let's face it, behaving isn't fun. We'd rather get naked and bust out your ear drums. Or start a water fight in the bathtub that leaves the floor flooded, or hide in strange places only to jump out and scare the sh** out of you at the perfect moment.
Obviously I want my children to get along. I sincerely hope that they are life-long best friends. But I must admit, I certainly don't mind a little "hate" now and then, just so I can stare into the sweet loving eyes of at least one child at a time.