Isaac started to whine (he does it so well, I'm hoping there's a doctoral program for that).
I say, "Isaac, this is your brother's dinner, if he doesn't want to share, he doesn't have to........but...."
Jake's hands clamp down on his ears and he starts singing.
I ask him what he's doing.
"Mom, please, please don't make me feel guilty"
Meanwhile, Isaac gleefully chants, "make Jake feel guilty, make Jake feel guilty"
The four of us cracked up.
Jake gave his brother a bite.....without me screaming, guilting, or threatening
And this is when I realized parenting with sarcasm and guilt does work.