My Mums a Witch.

  I'm the middle sister. It's frustrating being the middle sister because my older sister is always bossy and telling me what to do and my younger sister always follows me around copying everything I do and has to have everything I have.
  I get mad then my little sister hits me and my older sister yells at me.
My mum gets mad and orders us to get along. It's like one big pot of yucky soup stirring frustrated, annoyed grumpy energy.
  One day my mum leaped out of the kitchen with her soup spoon. Hair messily flying around her face.
  We three sisters were telling each other we hated each other and pushing each other away. This mum waved her spoon high in the air and drew a big round circle in the air around us.

Sing: "3 little kiddies in a yucky soup pot
Grumpy and screamy not liking a lot
Stir in some spice of a thoughtful kind
So these we little kiddies
Learn to be kind."

  "Now give each other a hug and say something kind." That big mama ordered us to do.
  We gave each other halfhearted hugs and half smiles.
  Then said something nice to each other.
  All the while mum was stirring the air with her spoon.
  She kept stirring so we held hands, the 2 sisters and I and danced round and around in a circle stirred by our mum.
  Round and around till we all fall down, laughing at our silliness.

  My mums a witch and her spoon is her wand stirring soup till we all get along.

True story :)