The most ridiculous thing your DCs have fought over?

[DigleyAndDazey]

Today my toddler DCs came to blows about a broom (really old, plain wooden one that the previous owners of the house left behind, so not even like a nice, desirable, special child-friendly, colourful one or anything) in the garden. They both had a meltdown as they needed to sweep right away.

How about yours?

Oh yeah we've had fighting over choosing the same episode before. Often ends in them watching that episode twice, because MY TURN.

Twins 1 had a bash at brother 2 the other day when he emptied toy basket to make into a car lol

Both wanted the same story tonight, so agreed we'd read it twice. Big argument about whose turn it was first.

Little sisters cuddly pegasus was aiming pretend poo and wee on her big sister in the car, and big sister didn't want to be pooed (etc) on. Lots of arguing and shrieking about 'I don't want pretend poo on me'.

Constant arguments about who gets to sit on which end of the table, turn taking, episode choosing etc.

My two would get extremely cross if the other one dared to look out of their window on their side of car. Led to some bitter arguments and tears. Made car journeys fun!

Are you me?! That's exactly what I came on to say!"

These are hilarious and make me feel better about my own DC fighting (7 and 4).

Recent ones have been about who farted (ds2 usually but refuses to admit it and gets really offended). Who sits where at the dining table is a daily treat. Who is in the front on the way to school. What their favourite colours are (one will claim it’s NOT the other’s favourite when they say IT IS and all hell breaks loose).

An imaginary ball!

Oh god, the you can't look out MY window, you can't come in MY door on the car arguments. The purposeful getting in through siblings door to spite them. Coming to blows about which car door the kid in the middle seat can come though 🤦🏽‍♀️. I think the best one though was a look, just a normal brief glance at another DC in the loungeroom, that descended into a fight.

As an only child and the mother of another only child, I am finding this thread an absolute revelation

Dd2 saw a sheep out of the car window. She pointed this out to dd1 who was filled with fury because the sheep was outside her window and not dd2's window and therefore it was her sheep and dd2 should GET HER OWN SHEEP!

We had that, but over windmills! DC1 “I can see the windmill!” DC2 “No, I saw it first, I just didn’t say it first!” DC3 “Well, it’s my windmill!” DC1 “No, it’s not! It’s MY windmill, I saw first!”….So, the argument went on and on….

Delighted to see this thread resurrected so I can report my children have indeed stopped fighting over the moon.

They now fight over who owns the sheep/cow/car/road outside their car window, who gets to pick the route home from nursery (they both pick the same way every time) and obviously who owns every toy in the house.

Which one of them is likely to have the rarest blood group.

FFS.

My brother and I have a big age gap, so very little arguing as children. He is also the most laid back person on the planet. We had a row about making lasagna. We were proper grown ups at the time.
We no longer make lasagna together…

This made me laugh

In answer to op all squabbles are really over tiny things I can’t separate one out

This all sounds like my brother and me!

"Tell him to move over!!" he liked to stand between the two front seats (before seatbelts- I used to kneel and look out the back window when not being horribly carsick) I used to get pissed out he was on my side of the backseat and was doing it on purpose to piss me off.

" She hit me" (brother) "He pinched me" (Me) " He/ she started it- tell her/him" (Both of Us)

When my nephews were young they found an old matchbox toy car in the garden of my new house. It only had one wheel, no paint and was covered in dirt. They fought like cat and dog over it until I stepped in and the following conversation ensued:

Me: enough, neither of you are having it, it’s in my garden so it’s mine.
DN1: why do you want a kids toy?
Me: I’m saving it for MY kid.
DN2: you ain’t got no kids, you hate bloody kids!

He wasn’t wrong at that precise moment to be fair

mylobsterteapot
ah yes, the mayonnaise argument between my brother and I aged 33 and 35 was impressive. I was post partum and holding a newborn. I asked for some mayonnaise to go on my chips. He ate it all and refused to get me any more. Still rankles. (No we don't get on as adults).

Mine have their most epic fights over who gets possession of the parmesan and grater first when we have pasta, to the point that I now hand them their spaghetti pre- cheesed.

My sister and I used to fight over who got to be which girl in TV shows. Laura Ingalls , Marcia Brady , Laurie Partridge and various girls in The Sound of Music . Even though I was the one who called On Blacksies first , she had the nerve to challenge me. Not that I have held a grudge 😅

Not my DC but when my grandfather died my aunt (aged early 70s) and my mother (aged early 60s) came to physical blows over who would get a wooden music box.

TBF my aunt struck the first blow. She's always been 'physical' shall we say.

Who will make Admiral first! It started aboard HMS Victory and continued around the dockyard much to the amusement of assorted tourists, staff and sailors, eventually coming to blows in the gift shop over an Admiral Nelson duck because only the person making Admiral first deserved it. They were 4 and 7 at the time.

Mine fight over which of my arms they link in - if one wants to be on my left the other will too. Sometimes I have to time it so they swap over as we walk (they are 14 and 11!) and in the meantime DH gets to walk freely - his arms aren't as in demand.

Who got the calpol first. I could have sworn I was running a drug kitchen

One wouldn't let the other have a slice of her imaginary cake 🤦‍♀️

A ball. While standing in a ball pool filled with identical balls.