Of course curious Sister came over to check things out and "messed up the cards." He was furious. Tempers flared.
I called her back into the room where I was nursing Baby Brother and tried to get her to paint her house. She decided that sounded like a fun thing to do and wanted her big brother to join in the fun. Imploring him somewhat emphatically, she said, "Paint house with me?!"
Once more even louder, " PAINT HOUSE WITH ME!!"
I told her that she should use a kind tone of voice when she asked him.
She walked into the living room and in the sweetest voice said of her own accord, "Bruder, I sorry your cards. Will you paint house wiff me?"
Blessed are the peacemakers.