The jealousy between my two sons has always been there and makes my life rather interesting. I remember an incident from about two years that still makes me chuckle.
I was in the car with my boys and we were istening to a book on CD, The Little Red Hen. After the CD, I heard my then four year old, pick up the book and begin to “read” the Red Hen’s reply to the other animals: “Then me will, said the big fat chicken.”
Then my sweet boy turned to his older brother who had just learned to read, “See I can read Andrew!”
The sibling jealousI strikes again.
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