Sharing is Caring

Now that I’m a bit more mobile, I have begun to notice more of the things around me that mommy and daddy have. For example, this giant blue bottle…

and mommy tries to hog it all to herself. She’ll be sitting there not even playing with it, just holding it in her mouth, yet she won’t give it to me when I scream for it. HELLO! Maybe you didn’t notice I’m SCREAMING here. That means, “Give me the bottle NOW!” Then she tries to act all parental and says, “We don’t scream when we want something, we ask politely.” First of all, screaming is as polite as I get right now. Second of all, maybe “we” don’t scream, but “I” do! And food! They eat plates piled with food multiple times a day, yet when I innocently take one little piece of chicken off daddy’s plate they pry it out of my hand. You had like 20 pieces of chicken on your plate! What difference will this one make?! And they say children are selfish…PAH! It’s because I understand the concept of sharing that I take things. I see that you have plenty, so I take some, assuming that as a “grown-up”, you would know that sharing is the polite thing to do. But noooooo. I’ve even seen them share with THE DOG! The dog?! Really? So the dog can eat that food on your plate, but I can’t even play with it and give it right back when I’m done? Now that’s what I call a double-standard.