Share your stories of sibling rivalry to win summer picture book bundle & beach goodies!

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Keep the kids fully occupied - and reading! - this summer with a brilliant bundle of picture books from Little Tiger Press as well as some adorable beach accessories

Help Dog keep messy Cat in order in The Messy Book by Maudie Powell-Tuck and Richard Smythe.

Discover who is making that strange sound in The Great Aaa-Ooo by Jonny Lambert.

Get doodling with Paws McDraw: The Fastest Doodler in the West by Connah Brecon.

And help Little Brother prove to Big Brother once and for all that There’s No Such Thing As A Snappenpoop (…or is there?) by Jeanne Willis and Matt Saunders.

Take the stories on your holiday with a colour-changing shark drawstring bag from SquidLondon and dry off at the beach with a striped Boden towel poncho (in red or blue, for ages 2-5).

Did your sibling rivalry ever go a bit too far? Share your funny sibling stories to be in with a chance of winning the picture book bundle, bag & Boden towel poncho!

This discussion is sponsored by Little Tiger and will end on 24 August

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I was very jealous of my brother when my mum bought him home, to the point where I used to say 'we don't want him here, take him back' to my mum, and I used to run all the taps to get her attention if she was with him .... think I drove my mum round the bend!!

My sister and myself used to be horribly competitive and jealous over everything e.g. who got to sit next to my mum, who had the best roast potatoes, who got to choose the film,
I don't know how my mum put up with us.

With eight years between us my sister and I didn't really see eye to eye when young. She would tell of me holding her down under the bed clothes while I would tell of her making up things to get me in trouble. Thankfully as adults that has stopped!

Either love each other or hate each other. Always nicking the others food!

My two have got on fairly well until my youngest turned two recently. He hits his sister when he doesn't get his own way and my daughter has reached a new decibel in screaming her lungs out when he does it!

The battle over who gets to choose the TV channel happens every day and a great deal of negotiation between them happens. Toys are used as currency!

Anytime when I cuddle one child and not both together!

My brother & I used to compete to see who could do the naughtiest thing & blame the other when discovered.. it started off lightly - some spilt milk on the floor, a broken cup.. then progressed to a cut in the curtains (his bold move, I got the blame!) &.. the best one - him writing MY name on the banister!! My Mum cottoned on then though & figured I wouldn't write my own name & he was given a right telling off! Fair play though, he didn't tell on me for the bits I really had done! :)

I once released my sisters rabbits in temper

Me and my sister often wound each other up. She once hid in a box and I was convinced she had escaped from the house (and I, being the eldest, would get into trouble).

DS used to try and get DD in trouble all the time by producing wonderful artistry over the walls and blaming her....whilst signing his name at the bottom!

I have four brothers and growing up everything was a competition. Mostly comprising of who can do the stupidest thing.

Who dared to jump of the climbing frame with a bungee cord attached to their belt loop was one I regretted winning

My sister and I used to fight over who had the most orange smarties. It was really really important and all consuming, at the time. I can still remember the inconsolable rage/ pure anger I felt when I was sure she had more than me.

Its become my life long get a grip thought/ helps me rationalise things when I feel angry (even in my fourties), is this anger as important as having the same number of orange smarties?

My sister and I would compete for who could eat the most apples in one hour. She holds the record of 7.

my middle child has always had terrible rivalry with his older brother and younger sister, always has to be the best at everything and tends to manage it.

My sisters and I were always fighting. One broke my arm, I knocked another's tooth out. Stitches were involved a few times but we were very close, just all very hot headed and stubborn xx

My daughter always competes with her baby sister by saying she has more toys!

I'm the youngest of 4 my sisters being 12 and 9 years older and my brother being 6 years older. Before I was born my bro was the fave the only boy and the youngest. He really wasnt happy when I came along.

I was poorly as a baby and a toddler so cried a lot - one day I was suspiciously silent - my mum found he had shoved an apple in my mouth to stop me screaming (it stopped me breathing too!)

When I was older he used to wrestle me - he would say things like in the red corner the killer red head the brat destroyer! and in the blue corner (my corner) the annoying brat, the tiny weakling and so on and so on and then he used to sit on me!

But the worst thing he ever did was to persuade me that a monster lived in the old boiler cupboard in my bedroom. It freaked me for years!!!!!

I did however get my own back he never liked anyone touching hsi collectible star wars figures so I used to sneak in his room to play with them when he was out. I probably wouldnt have gotten found out either if I hadnt broken luke skywalkers lght sabre in half!!!!

the boys always fight. Toys were the big problem. We have to get them the exact same toys and write their names on them because they always seem to know which one was theirs. Little things can stop the aggro.

In our family, it's who gets to eat off this old, dodgy, plate from the kitchen, which doesn't sit flat, "the spinning plate", and they fight, push and cry to get to the cupboard at mealtimes to get it first, the ultimate triumph, is to also eat with the "deer head" spoon, absolute nightmare! :)

Me and my sister have less than a year between us! It is fab now as we get on so well but when we were teenagers it was awful! We would fight loads especially as she was allowed to do things so much younger as I was there to look after her!