While the boys were at dinner Saturday night the following events occurred:
(Before dinner, while ordering.)
Kevin: "I want crunchy ravioli for dinner."
Colin: "I want ravioli too."
Me: "The crunchy kind?"
Colin: "No. Not crunchy."
Me: "The soft kind, like we had for dinner last night?"
Colin: "Yeah. Not crunchy."
(When dinner arrives.)
Colin: "Nooo! Not that ravioli!" (When his boiled ravioli is placed in front of him.)
Me: "Colin, what is wrong?"
Colin: "Want that ravioli!" (Points to Kevin's toasted ravioli.)
Me: "Colin, that is what you ordered." (Trying to think of what to do next.)
Kevin: "That's okay Colin. I will share my ravioli with you!"
Me: "Colin, is it okay if Kevin shares his ravioli with you?"
Colin: (Stops crying and nods.)
Kevin: "Yeah, that is a good plan. He can have three!" (There were only 6!)
So my four-year-old got Colin to stop crying immediately and shared his food. Colin then agreed to share three of his ravioli with Kevin. They did such a great job that we even stopped for a shake on the way home!
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