Then she decided to beat-up on her baby brother. Walked up right behind the kid and shoved him down. Hard. Completely unprovoked.
So, I put the horse away. (Really, I’ve just run out of ideas here, people.)
She asked me where he had gone and I told her I put it away, she’d get it back when she plays nicely, etc.
But she persisted with the continuous stream of questions:
Where is the horse? How long does she have to be good to get it back? Will I donate it? If the other little girl pushes her little brother, will she donate it back?
Finally, I told her the horse went away because he only likes to play with kids who are nice to their little brothers and that he would come back when she treated her brother nicely.
“But mommy, how can he do that? He’s just a pretend horse….”
Photo Credit: Horse