So Mean

Child A is reading on its bed. Child B is irritated with Child A for some reason and appears mournfully in the doorway. “I’m too tired for quiet reading,” wails Child B. “I want the light off!”

“OK, sure.”

Child B has a flashlight on its bed, and, history suggests, plans to use said flashlight once the lights are out. I take the flashlight and hand it to Child A.

“Here you go! Now you can read, and Child B can sleep!”

Child A is pleased. Child B, not so much.

2 Responses to “So Mean”

  1. Kirsty says:

    Isn’t it a fantastic feeling on the rare occasions you manage to beat them at their own game?

  2. Sarah Kate says:

    Well why not, I say. 🙂