Yesterday afternoon a neighbor and very good friend of ours was over enjoying the sun and the kids.
I say this to emphasize the very innocuous-ness of these things when they happen.
So we were playing with Big and his new tricks:
(Points to Seven.)
Where's Sidekick's Little Sister?
(Points to her.)
(Points to me.)
The neighbor and very good friend then says:
My heart dropped.
I'm not sure exactly what he was doing. I told him that I thought it was mean. But that was only a part of what I was feeling. I'm sure it was not meant maliciously, just without thought or consideration.
These are the types of interactions that I worry most about for our kids. Those moments where they may feel some sort of hole or loss where maybe they hadn't before. Maybe they hadn't even considered it before.