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hey parents, john's mom could use some advice!

john has recently been having some problems with sharing. i know, that's pretty universal two-year-old stuff. i'm not concerned, per se, but i am interested in how other people have helped coach their kids into being better sharers.

here's how the problems show up: 
  • seems to only be at daycare/sunday school. with cousins/friends/etc, he seems ok
  • when another kiddo has something john wants, he will, of course try to take it. when a teacher or the child says no, he will throw himself to the floor for a massive fit. when he doesn't get his way, he will cool off quickly (a matter of minutes) and then be totally fine.
  • if another kiddo comes to play with something john has (even if it is big enough to share, like the toy house or kitchen etc), john will "defend" his toy - he will say the child's name, say no, and sometimes even push the other child away. when a teacher corrects him, john will begrudgingly let the other kid play with him, but he's not happy.
the strangest thing about it all is that it's not EVERY time ... and it's not just when he's tired, or hungry, or anything. and i seldom to never witness these behaviors, since they happen mostly in larger social settings versus when i am around on playdates or whatever. so does anyone have any ideas of how to help john share better? he's on the right path ... we just want to encourage the good and get rid of the bad ...
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