Bad Family Photos
We visited my sister for Thanksgiving. My Niece (8 years old) grabbed my hand. "Uncle Jeff, come look!"
She dragged me over to the wall of family photos and started pointing. "This one's no good," she explained. She was pointing at a picture of her older brother.
The pattern thus established, she continued to work her way through the pictures. "This one's bad. This one is really bad. This one is nice. This one has got to go. This one needs to go. This one is pretty."
She pointed to a picture of her parents. "This one has GOT to GO!", she shouted, grinning.
I glanced back at my sister. She was laughing, but had a semi-horrified look on her face.
It was my moment. I looked at her and said, "Have you ever considered that *you* might be the problem?"
"Aw, Uncle Jeff!" Niece rolled her eyes at me and ran away, giggling.
My sister was holding her sides and trying not to fall over laughing. "Yes!," she gasped. "Yes!, it's her! Trust me! It's her! She's the problem!"
I'm glad we were able to establish blame... it's the first step toward healing. :)