(Overheard this morning.)
Christian: Max! Leave Lucy alone! I’m holding her right now!
Max: I waaaan her!
Christian: Too bad! You’ve already played with her like a billion times today!
Max: Gimmeee her!
Christian: Max, Lucy is one-fourth of all of ours! She doesn’t just belong to you!
Max: [squeal]
Christian: Actually, she’s only one-fifth of all of ours, because she should have a portion to herself!
great logic – I’m so glad he realizes Lucy needs “me” time.
ha! Christian sounds so much like my Kate. Maybe it’s the age. Or maybe they are both clever, highly intelligent, and just plain freaking funny.
Everytime you talk about Christian I remember him as a quiet little 4-year-old learning to write his name in the neighborhood preschool. Those were some cute times.
That just made my day! I needed a laugh…thank you
This sounds like the conversation (or arguement) that we have at our house every day. Juat rememind them that they are lucky that there is just 2 kids because in our home our Harley is one/seventh of ours… eeeeks! one/fifth is sounding much better.