Ever so often, my sister (Saba, who is twelve years old) and I have to take care of our little sister (Reem, who is two years old) and our baby brother (Sohail, who just turned one). Since I can't handle Reem or Sohail at the same time, I make Saba help me. She takes care of Reem while I take care of Sohail. After Sohail is tired of playing with me, I rock him to sleep and then I join Saba and Reem in their activities.
             Now Reem is in her "Terrible Two Age." She loves to say words like "No" and "I don't like you ANYMORE." She will do the exact opposite of what you ask her to do. If you make her mad enough, she may choose to bite you, pull your hair, or spit on you. I argue with her a lot and she always wins because she has the energy to go on forever. Sometimes I feel like yelling my head off at her, but then she would cry and my dad will get mad at me and it would be all my fault. Since I'm the oldest, I have to set a good example for my younger siblings and be nice to them.
             One day, my sister and I were at our father's house to visit Reem and Sohail. Sohail was sleeping, so it was just us girls playing together. It started out fine. We were playing "Pat A Cake" and singing the alphabet and some nursery songs. Then Reem became moody and started throwing hissy fits when Saba and I wanted to watch television. She had transformed from a beautiful little angel into a hideous monster. She began to talk back to me. I didn't know how to react with her sudden change, so I just ignored it and considered it as a phase. I thought she was just behaving badly because she wanted to go to sleep.
             Then another day, Reem was in her temper tantrum mood again. Saba and I were very sick of her behavior. She refused to eat and would rub the food into the carpet. Then she kept on asking us to tell her multiple stories about the zoo, giants, frogs, airplanes, and monsters. If we took a ...