A group of small children played in a large yard filled with flowers and grass. They decide to play hide-and-seek and vote who would be the 'it.'
"Yeah! Kaylee, you're the 'it' now."
"Eh? Why is it always me who is the 'it'?" Kaylee frowned cutely as she made a puppy face towards the taller boy.
The boy looked at Kaylee gently and ruffled her hair in affectionate touch. "I will hide in the usual place."
"Hey, Zeezee! Do you know it's called cheating? You're pampering her too much?"
"How about you? You are her big sister, but you always make her a loser?"
"What?? Kaylee, did I make you a loser?"
"No. But I did often be in losing one and became the 'it' at the end of the day."
"See? I didn't make her a loser, but she often loses and has to be the 'it.' It's not my fault that she wasn't a hiding-expert!"
"Is that what a sister supposed to say?" Zeezee argued.
