Hooty get’s insanely jealous sometimes. (OK OK..most of the time.)
Yesterday before bedtime, she chose to play snakes and ladders. I started to play with her, but every time I would move ahead of her or if my dice shows 6 and I get to play another time, she would get mad and whine and complain. It got so bad that I told her that I don’t want to play with her anymore. (yeah yeah…Mummy went off in a sulk.)
Then Hubby tried to play with her and since he was trailing way behind she was quite happy for a while. Then thanks to a long ladder climb there was Hubby ahead of Hoots. That’s when all hell broke loose. She started crying and whining. Then when she knew she was about to be beaten for sure she grabbed the board, folded it and says, “This is not a play board, see this is a book…you use it to learn numbers… see, you can count one, two, three, four,….nineteen, twenty!”
Can you believe how cunning this child can get?
We didn’t want her to get away with it, so Hubby and I tried to lecture, I mean explain, that you win some you lose some and since I was on Hubby’s side, there were loads of “I DON'T like Ammi…I DON'T want to play anymore.” And “You always win! I DON'T like you…sob sob…I DON'T want to play with you…Thaaththi is NOT nice!” (The words in all caps are said much louder than the rest.)
So, she was asked to go straight to bed…and from time to time we heard chantings from Hooty’s bed:
“I DON’T like you”
“I WON'T show you how to count!”
“I WON'T play with you anymore!”
And so on and so forth…..