Sam wanted water from the fridge, and not
the tap with ice cubes that I offered him.
The bottle was too buried to be got,
and I declined to cater to his whim.
“Just get some cubes,” I said. Then Lila tried
to open up the leftside freezer door.
Sam blocked her, whereupon of course she cried,
and so did he, while sinking to the floor.

At that I pumped my fists in victory.
“I can’t believe I got you both to cry!”
They hesitated as they looked at me.
“Does Grandma rock? How powerful am I?”
He cracked a little smile then, which cued
her own, and thus we slew our little feud.