Sharing

Tulip's favorite treats are ice cubes. She's sexually frustrated.

Daisy normally doesn't care about ice cubes. She has more expensive tastes, her favorite being feces of goose. But the other day while Tulip recited the alphabet to get an ice cube, Daisy trotted into the kitchen, suddenly in the mood for some tasteless frigidity.

Tulip sprinted out of the kitchen with hers. Daisy sat dutifully, so I dropped one at her feet. Then, like a python striking a villager, Tulip charged into the kitchen, snatched Daisy's ice cube from under her nose, and made off with it to the living room.

Daisy pursued.

On the rug in the above photo, Tulip guarded both ice cubes and snarled at Daisy with a snarl that I'd never heard snarled. Daisy, 20 pounds heavier than Tulip, retreated to the couch.

With these role models, I'm sure our child will have no problem learning how to share.