Bad case of the meanies

While babysitting, I hear 4 year old boy and 2 year old girl fighting in tv room. I interfere.

Me: what's the fighting about?
Boy: we want to watch tv.
Me: okay.
Boy: I want to watch Thomas and she wants to watch cailou.
Me: well she already got to watch cailou today before her nap, so we can watch Thomas.
Boy (to his sister): see, we are going to watch a LOT of Thomas and VERY LITTLE of cailou.


He then proceeded to say this 3 more times, in case she didn't get the message the first time. Ouch.




Boy is later sitting, playing with trains. I sit next to him, waiting for an acceptable train I can play with.
Boy: I want to play trains alone.
Me: oh. Okay.

I go sit on couch, a couple feet away. I whip out my cell phone to answer a couple texts. He sees phone (he has this odd obsession with my phone- he saw me playing a game on it once an now thinks the whole thing is a game). He comes and sits on my lap, starts touching phone.

Boy: I LOVE playing with you!


~_~


*we are all outside playing bubbles. I blow the bubbles, they both try and pop them while running after them*
*I blow bubbles and 4 year old, like a football player, decides to plow through everything insight, including his sister, to get this stupid bubble. He knocks his sister flat on her behind.*

Me: We do not run over things, including people, to get the bubbles!
Boy: Why not?