In an effort to get the boys to share, I always emphasize that everything has “one for Ayub, one for Sulaiman.” So even when sharing a chocolate bar, I can hear the kids say “one for Ayub (and Ayub will take a piece), one for Sulaiman (then Ayub will give Sulaiman a piece).
“One for Ayub, one for Sulaiman.”
While the boys were racing their toy cars…
Ayub: I won!
Sulaiman: I won too!
Ayub: No, you can’t won too. Only Ayub can won.
Sulaiman: No, Sulaiman won.
Ayub: Ayub won!
Sulaiman: Won for Ayub, won for Sulaiman. Mama says have to shaaare!
Ayub: No… But… How?
Sulaiman: Won for Ayub, won for Sulaiman. Sulaiman won too.
