Sharing vs. Self-Denial: When Your Kids Insist on Martyrdom
We’re at the local neighborhood playground after school, my two boys and I, playing some basketball. Our 9 year-old, D, had been hungry – and tetchy and sullen – so we’d stopped at a shop and picked up a packet of bread sticks. A bit later I notice my 5 year-old son, G, looking dejected, and discover…