(Dad squirms in his chair. It’s fourth-and-goal for the good guys.)
“Lemme just use one wheel now. I’ll give it back to you later,”
suggests Brother.
“No, my wagon needs four wheels,” replies Sister.
“Your wagon looks stupid!”
“Kids, that’s 1 for both of you.”
(Dad’s team had to try for a field goal and it was blocked. Dad is
not pleased.)
“She doesn’t need to hog all the wheels. There aren’t enough for
me to make what I want, and they’re my Legos.”
“But I made this first!”
“OK, kids, that’s 2.”
How Did He Do?
Dad did much better this time, especially since he was extra aggravated after his
team blew its scoring opportunity. Excellent self-control and an excellent job of
not taking out his extra frustration on the kids.Sibling Rivalry II
Sean, nine, and Tammi, eleven, are getting into it while trying to play
Scrabble in the living room. Dad is washing dishes in the kitchen.
“It’s my turn.”
“No it isn’t. You lost it ’cause you took so long.”
“Give me that. I was going to pick up that one!”
“You scratched me!”
“I did not, you idiot! You started it!”
“You’re so dumb it isn’t funny.”
(Dad enters.) “What’s going on here?”
“She’s cheating!”