Having two kids I’m trying to explain:
You have the exact same snack
You have the exact same amount
Look there are four cups for you and four cups for your brother
This is an equal stack of Legos you have plenty to play with.
I’m going to be saying this statement for the next 20 years, you have the same amount your sister does, you have the same amount your brother does. It’s equal I promise. I found myself saying that today. She has no idea.
I know growing up my stepmom was always trying to make sure everything was equal. She was trying to make up for my stepsister’s dead beat dad. So all I saw was the unequal affection that my step sister was getting. I never saw what was going on while I was visiting my mom. I never saw how hurt my step sister was that I got to go visit my other parent and she didn’t. So maybe no matter how hard I try to get my children to understand that I am trying as hard as I can to make things equal, they will never understand until they have children of their own.
It’s the darn red cups I gave them to play with today. My daughter was playing with her crayons at the table and my son wanted something so I gave him four plastic red cups to play with, well as soon as my daughter saw this she wanted them. I had a COSTCO size bag of them so I gave her four cups to play with. The rest of the afternoon it was you both have enough cups.
I did get a little giggle though when I saw that my husband had the same issue with them. He took four of the cups away from one of them and gave them to the other. I mean it’s equal right?
My lap is another item they fight over constantly. Absolutely all the time they fight over my lap. One of them comes over and sits in my lat we’re cuddling and then jealousy spouts it’s evil head. Next thing I know I have two kids pushing each other and crying in my lap. I just want to get up and leave both of them there to duke it out. But I tell them there is plenty of me to share and try to calm them down. Like I said above, I have the next 20 years to listen to this argument with them both and I better love every minute of it.
With 2 kiddos myself I am CONSTANTLY saying this! But I know me and my little sister used to do the same thing. My mom always said we would argue over who is breathing the most air lol. Thanks for stopping by my blog!
Kas
Beautiful pictures and when they become teens they don’t fight over your lap as much as with each other. Thanks for your visit to my blog.
I wish I could tell you that it gets easier as they get older, but I would be telling stories!
My girls are 6 years apart, so luckily I never really had to deal with all that.
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There’s always a bean counter in every group, isn’t there! I’ve learned that when you have 2, you can compromise, but when you have more than that, you can’t. The 8 year old doesn’t get what the 14 year old gets. The 11 year old gets to stay up 30 minutes later than the 8 year old. There area days when they get a verbal lesson that this isn’t a socialist house. We’re all created equal, but not all moments require equality.
I have a daycare and deal with this daily! It doesn’t matter what you do, it always is a battle!
I only have one…a problem I can skip …yay!
I struggle with this too! I TRY to keep it all equal, but I don’t always succeed. Hopefully it will get easier as they get older. Maybe. Probably not.
My poor mother had to deal with this from my sister and I, and while its funny now, we drove her nuts! We’re sorry!!!
I am dreading this when my son gets older. My daughter and son are two years and two weeks apart and I know this is going to come up.
Keeping a sense of humor and a great outlook will help much…and you will look back and wonder where all the time went as they grow up so fast.
This story was both sad and so sweet. Sad on account of your story with your stepmother. I totally get what you’re saying.
The fighting over your lap is just so cute…I only have one so I can’t imagine two at the moment. Your story brought me there for a moment, though, and in the end I smiled.
So true how they will argue over the tiniest differences. Have to keep it all even steven!
Yes! My mom weighed out our ice cream scoops on a kitchen scale for awhile (and then finally got tired of it and said “too bad, get over it!) Luckily, my kids are not so sensitive about having everything equal; I think it would make me crazy
o no i only have one now have to wonder if i want to make it 2 when fiance gets back now