Share Me!

“I had it,” Troy cried as dada took one of the forks from him.

“You did have it, but you don’t anymore. Dada needs a fork too, and you took his,” dada replied.

“It’s mine!” Troy complained.

“No, it’s mine, and you were just borrowing it. You need to learn to share. You had two forks, so we each can have one,” dada explained calmly.

“Share me!” Troy exclaimed, switching tacks and reaching out to grab the fork.

“That’s not really how sharing works. We’ll just end up right where we were with you having all the forks and dada having none.”

“Share me!”

“It's not going to happen, so you might as well just be content with the fork you do have.”

[Raspberry]

“What does a llama have to do with this conversation?”

[Giggling]