I a Good Sharer.

We were snuggled up in bed this morning watching cartoons and eating apples when Jordan ran out of apple slices. As I braced myself for a rumble involving Emma's apples (and by brace myself I mean put my coffee down and start moving my arms-and-legs-wall between my semi-pro toddler mixed martial artists), I thought I could use the moment to teach a little more about sharing. Who knows... someday they may get it, right? So I was explaining to them what sharing is when Jordan grabbed all of Emma's apples, put them in his bowl, quickly snapped each slice in half and put the corresponding halves back into Emma's bowl. Then he looked at me with a smile: "I a good sharer, Mommy." I still can't figure out if I should be proud...