Mr 3 is going through the 'MINE' phase at the moment. We have a stationary bike that he goes on every now and then, he can't sit and reach the peddles but he plays around on it.
I got on it today to do some exercise while he was drawing. He looks up at me and goes 'Hey! Off Jack's bike!' I said nicely that we need to share. He had a bit of a meltdown, but I wasn't going to get off. A few minutes later he fell over a little way away from me, just as Poppy was coming through the room. J started crying, so Poppy went to pick him up, but he yelled, 'NO! JOOLIE!', which is not unusual, so I got off the bike, picked him up, and sat at the table with him.
He gives me his marker, climbs off my lap, and goes and sits on the bike.
'Time for drawing Joolie, you draw.'
Cunning little blighter took a dive to get the bike back!
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