A few days ago Daniel stubbed his toe while getting into his booster seat at the table. He started crying, I gave it a kiss (yes, on his toe), he settled down ,and he proceeded to smack his head on the table when he turned around. I said, "You sure are having a rough day!" Then Catherine started wailing from my arms, and I looked at her and said, "I know. You're having a rough day too!" Daniel put on his meanest, poutiest face and said (with total sincerity), "I don't want Catherine to have a rough day. I want to be the only one who gets a rough day."
Talk about jealousy!
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