Sibling Rivalry...Sorta

So I came out into the kitchen yesterday morning, and little Caleb was pouting. "What's wrong?" I ask.

"I don't like my sister!" he frowns.

"Why?", I ask, expecting to hear the typical stuff, like, "she snatched my favorite toy, hit me, poked me, changed the channel when I was watching Spongebob", you know, all those things siblings do to show their great affection for one another.

So he says, "She made her bed faster than I did!"

"Yeah, so..."

"Well, she ALWAYS beats me in making her bed."

I am smiling to myself now, thinking, "oh-my-goodness, only a Melancholy child could actually have a problem with this!"

So I say, "Well, I'll tell ya what. Monday, while Abby is at school, you can spend the whole day practicing making your bed up, so you can get so FAST at it, you will beat her from now on! And then she'll be upset that you are better at it than her!"

...to which my Sanguine daughter promptly responded, "HA. Fat chance!" (She can care less, of course, if her bed is made at all, never mind the fastest. She could probably care less if she can find her bed.)

Darn. So much for a little 'healthy competition' as a motivating factor for neat bedrooms!