I say it all day long:
“Sweetie, please share with your brother–Is that very special to you–Would you be willing to share that–Honey, if you don’t think you can share it, then I’ll have to take it away–In this house, we share with one another-Oh, good sharing. Thank you for sharing–Jacob, that’s you sisters…”
Look, there is no way I’m going to share my éclair with you. When I’m riding my bike. I’m riding it, dammit–you can’t use it. I don’t want anyone borrowing my new boots. They are new, and they are mine. And I am still excited about them. You can have a sip of my bourbon. But not a sip that big! [this happens all the time]
The point is, I am an extremely generous man. When I want to be.
I completely agree with my daughter. Sharing (when you don’t want to) sucks. And what could be harder than living with Little Lord Fauntleroy, who is currently totally unstoppable and barely trainable.
Soon I tell her, soon, we can reason with Jacob, and explain to him that it is a very special blue silk and that Elouise is not ready to share it. But currently, it is entirely up to Elouise to give in. And she is great, she usually does. Except when she doesn’t. And that’s when it’s hard. Because she is tugging on the doll’s head, screaming–and he is tugging on the doll’s feet, wailing. And I’m like; WTF!? There are 1500 dolls in this house!
Maybe I’m delusional about the future. I am starting to think merely explaining the concept of sharing to Jacob isn’t going to cut it.
I remember sharing with my brother. It was horrible.
aaaarrgh! when will it end???
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sharing is shaming
Julie, that is hilarious. That’s it. No more sharing in this household!
I was always taught to share. Sharing with my sister, however, was a task I was not thrilled with. Why ‘share’ something, of which was mine to begin with? She did absolutely nothing to earn the right to have what was mine. But, share I did! And, I am happy to report, my sister shared with me.
I truly believe , as one learns with age – it does your heart good to share.
Our son loves to share food with us. When it comes to other kids and his toys he has his ups and downs. I guess it is a hard concept for all kids and even most adults.
This was a great blog post, don’t get me wrong. I loved reading it. But you could have just posted that photo; it says it all.