Life is often traumatic for Jake. He's a sensitive child. Eight, ten--twenty?--times a day we have to deal with Jake's pain over some minor matter. Usually it's his older brother who knows how to push Jake's buttons that sets Jake off. Tuesday, for a change of pace, it was the cat that set him off.
Rameses chewed on Jake's Lego helicopter. A piece was missing after the savage attack. Kara tried to place the blame on Lincoln who had played with helicopter and taken a few pieces off. Lincoln was not the culprit. There was evidence of very small, sharp teeth on the pieces. It was definitely the work of Rameses.
Jake was quite upset, so opa tried to help him out. He put the helicopter back together. "Did you find the [missing] piece on the carpet?" Jake quizzed him when he brought the fixed copter to him. Opa, unwisely, opted for the truth: "No, I got a piece out of the drawer."
That set Jake off again on a crying jag. He wanted the SAME piece. We sent Jake to time out so that we didn't all end up with headaches from listening to him and dealing with him.
After calming down, Jake said to me "When that kitty poops the piece out, I get it back."
I asked him "Are you going to look through all the kitty poop for the piece?"
His reply: "Yes."
Seriously Jake?!
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