Since this Skript will be Prize #4, it is the longest Skript ever! It is as long as an Unlocked Hearts chapter ^_^ I hope you enjoy!

*Yusra is standing in the kitchen facing off against her three year old son who has a severely grumpy look on his face, and is glaring fiercely at his mother*

Yusra: Kareem Houssam Malik! You sit down at that table, and you eat your breakfast!

Kareem: *stomping his foot* No! I don wanna!

Yusra: Why not!?

Kareem: A cause, a cause I don like it!

Yusra: Kareem! You ate this exact breakfast yesterday! Why won't you eat it now!?

Kareem: *practically screaming* I DON WAAAAAAAAAAAANAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!

*Amir enters the room and Yusra turns to him*

Amir: What is going on in here!?

Yusra: *muttering so only Amir can hear* I can't handle your son. *she lifts her hand in the air, before letting it drop* Will you please?

Amir: *leaning forward and kissing her* Don't worry about it love, I'll deal with him. Looks like the terrible twos have crossed over into the terrifying threes.

Kareem: *yelling* I AM STILL HERE! *stomping his foot* AND I AM STILL MAD!

*Yusra shakes her head, and as she walks over to where baby Ayyoubi is calmly eating all of his food like a good boy, Amir crouches down in front of Kareem so they are at eye level*

Amir: Kareem, are you yelling at Mama?

Kareem: *propping his hands on his hips* Yes I am!

Amir: Kareem, you do not yell at your Mother.

Kareem: But I am mad!

Amir: It doesn't matter if you are mad, you do not yell at Mama. Now, tell me what the problem is.

Kareem: I don wanna eat breakfast!

Amir: How come?

Kareem: A cause!

Amir: *trying not to smile* Because why?

Kareem: *crossing his arms over his chest, and scowling at his father* A cause I don like the blue plate!

Amir: Alright, if I put your food on the green plate, will you eat?

*Kareem remains standing in his scowling position for a few more seconds, before he nods, his face still scrunched up*

Kareem: Kay.

Amir: Alright.

Kareem: Baba!

Amir: What?

Kareem: I don wanna eat begetables! No begetables!

Amir: Habibi, Mama made pancakes.

Kareem: It doesn, it doesn, have begetables Mama?

Yusra: No baby.

Kareem: Kay. I will eat ONLY on the green plate!

*As Amir takes his son's plate to the kitchen to switch it to the other plate, Yusra shakes her head at her husband*

Yusra: He hasn't eaten vegetables in a month! I don't know what to do!

Amir: What are you making for dinner?

Yusra: Either meatloaf or hamburgers.

Amir: Why don't you ground up some vegetables into the meat, and that way he will be getting them, but won't know.

Yusra: *smiling* Good idea! 

Kareem: *bellowing from the dining room* MAMA! I am super hungry!

Yusra: Okay baby! Baba is bringing your food, he is just putting it on your green plate like you wanted!

Kareem: NO! I NEED MY BLUE PLATE!

Amir: Wha...did he just say the blue plate?!

Yusra: Yup! That is your son for you! 

Amir: *smiling as he transfers the food back to the blue plate* So he is my son when he acts up?

Yusra: Oh yeah. See that sweet little boy over there gobbling up all of his food? *she points at Ayyoubi*

Amir: *in amusement* Yes?

Yusra: That one over there is my son.

*Amir laughs, and leans down to kiss her*

Amir: That is quite a funny image considering Kareem looks exactly like you and Ayyoub looks exactly like me!

*Yusra laughs*

Yusra: Technicality!

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*Yusra is in the dining room facing off against Kareem once more*

Kareem: *pointing angrily at his sandwich* I don wanna eat it?!

Yusra: What are you talking about Kareemo?! It is a turkey sandwich with tomato and mayo and a pickle on the side! Your favorite!'

Kareemo: Oh. *he seems okay, and is about to eat it, when he puts it back down on his plate, lifts up the top bread, sees the tomato, and freaks out* MAMA! MAMA! YOU PUTTED THE BEGETABLES! YOU PUTTED THE BEGETABLES!

Yusra: Habibi! It is just tomato! There are no other vegetables! You love tomatoes!

Kareemo: NO! I HATE TOMATO! AND ALL OF THE BEGETABLES!

Yusra: Kareem, you need to calm down! Here! Why don't you drink some milk!? *she hurries to the kitchen, pulls down an Elmo cup and a Cookie Monster cup from the cupboard, fills them with milk, and hands one to Ayyoubi who is quietly eating his lunch, and one to Kareem*

*Kareem glowers at her for a second, when suddenly her special Amir Ringtone goes off, and she quickly wipes off her hands on her purple towel, before picking it up*

Yusra: *in a slightly frazzled voice* Hello?

Amir: AsalamuAlaikum waRahmatullahi waBarakatuhu!

Kareem: *shouting* I DON'T LIKE THIS MILK! *he starts to push the cup off of the table*

Yusra: *dashing over to grab the cup* Uh Salaam Amir.

Amir: What's wrong my love?

Yusra: *sighing* Sorry habibi, now is not the best time.

Amir: *in concern* What's going on?

Kareem: *looking down at his plate before shrieking* MAMA! MAMA! I CAN'T EAT MY LUNSH! *he throws his plate on the ground, and as the food goes everywhere, Yusra puts a hand to her head, resisting the urge not to cry*

Yusra: *her voice choked up with tears* Can I call you back Amir? Kareem just knocked his milk over, and threw his food on the floor.

Amir: Let me talk to him.

Yusra: *sighing and looking over at Kareem who has his arms crossed and is frowning quite severely at the table* He is in a really grumpy mood right now sweetheart, he isn't going to talk to you.

Amir: Give him the phone.

Yusra: *sighing again before heading over to her son* Kareem, Baba wants to talk to you.

*Kareem frowns even more*

Kareem: Why?

Yusra: I don't know. You'll have to see what he wants.

Kareem: I don wanna talk to him!

Amir: *his voice can be heard from the phone* Kareem Houssam Malik, you take this phone from your Mother right this second or I will deal with you when I get home!

*Kareem takes the phone*

Kareem: Whaaaaaaaaaaaaaat?

Amir: Is that how you talk to Baba?

Kareem: I don know.

*Amir sighs*

Amir: Kareem, why did you knock your milk on the floor?

Kareem: A cause I don like milk!

Amir: You love milk Kareem. It is your favorite drink ever.

Kareem: No! I am allershik!

Amir: Kareem you are not allergic to milk! Why did you not want to drink it?

Kareem: I wanted, I wanted the Cookie Monster cup a cause I love the cookies, but Mama gave it to Ayyoubi! Is no fair Baba!

Amir: So you made a mess for Mama because Ayyoubi got the Cookie Monster cup?

Kareem: Yes I did!

Amir: That isn't a good thing at all. And why did you knock your lunch all over?

Kareem: The peekle (pickle lol) toucheded my sammich! *he shakes his head* I cant eat it if they toucheded! And, and IT HAD BEGETABLES ON IT!

Amir: Kareem that is not an excuse. I want you to apologize to Mama, and then you are going to help her clean up. After that, you are going to eat your lunch like a good boy, and you are not going to go play until you have eaten every single bite!

Kareem: NO!

Amir: Did you just yell at Baba?

*Kareem is stuck with what to do. If he acknowledges that he yelled at his father, he will be in trouble, if he lies about it, he will be in trouble. So he does what Kareem does best.*

*He starts crying in a very dramatized fashion*

Yusra: *taking the phone and putting an arm around her crying son, who weirdly enough has no tears at all* What happened?!

Amir: *sighing* he is just putting on a show don't give him attention. He has to help you clean up, and after that he is not allowed to leave the table until he eats all of his lunch.

Yusra: Oh habibi, is that a good idea? You know he isn't going to eat it all especially since you told him to!

Amir: Yusra! I am his father, and he has to learn that the world doesn't revolve around him!

Yusra: *warily* Alright sweetie.

Amir: How is Ayyoubi?

Yusra: *looking at her baby who is munching on his grapes and watching his bawling brother curiously* he is a perfect angel as usual MashaAllah.

Amir: MashaAllalh. And how are you feeling love?

Yusra: A little tired and stressed out, but other than that I am okay Alhamdulillah.

Amir: Alhamdulillah. I miss you love.

Yusra: I miss you too habibi. What time are you going to be home?

Amir: I'll try to come home early since he is giving you such a hard time.

Yusra: *sighing in relief* Thank you habibi.

Amir: I love you.

Yusra: *smiling* Love you more!

Amir: Not possible!

*The second Yusra hangs up the phone, Kareem stops crying, and hops down from his chair*

Kareem: I'm gonna wash Power Rangers! *he starts to skip away, before Yusra picks him up, and puts him back down in his seat*

Yusra: No you are not! Baba told you to eat your lunch!

Kareem: *his scrunched up scowl coming back* I don wanna!

*LATER THAT NIGHT*

*Amir walks into the house, hangs up his coat, puts down his keys and briefcase, and heads towards the kitchen, where he can hear Ayyoubi babbling. As he enters the dining room however, he raises an eyebrow, trying to hide his amusement as he spots Kareem sitting in his chair, his arms crossed over his chest, glaring at a slightly soggy sandwich*

Ayyoubi: *noticing his father from where he is sitting in his high chair* Baba!

Amir: Hi habibi! *he goes over and drops a kiss on Ayyoub's head, before glancing over at Kareem who is now glaring quite furiously at Amir*

Amir: Hello Kareem.

*Kareem gives a mad sniff, and turns away, crossing his arms again as if to prove how angry he is. Amir shakes his head in amusement, before going into the kitchen, and once she spots him, Yusra breaks down into tears*

Amir: Oh love! *he puts his phone down on the counter, and as she wraps her arms around his neck, burying her face into his chest, he pulls her tighter against him* What happened!?

Yusra: *her voice slightly muffled by his shirt* Your son was an absolute terror today! *she lifts her head up so she is looking at him* I had like six breakdowns!

*Amir puts his hands on her face, and wipes her tears away with his thumbs, before leaning down to kiss her*

Amir: I am so sorry he gave you such a hard time love. *he kisses her again* what did he do!?

*Yusra sighs*

Yusra: Well, at first he announced that he had finished his sandwich, and I thought he had, so I was going to let him go, and then I realized he had dumped it on poor Ayyoubi's plate!

Amir: Uh oh.

Yusra: *nodding* Yeah! And then he told me that that dog ate it, but he had crammed it under poor Ayyoubi! The poor baby! I had to give him credit for sticking to his story even though we don't have a dog!

Amir: Aw, my poor habibti! *he leans down to kiss her, before skimming his lips down the side of her face, and placing a kiss on the edge of her jaw*

Yusra: That isn't even the worst of it! Do you know what he did next!?

Amir: What?

Yusra: He told me that it was 'all gone!' and after I inspected Ayyoub all over and found no traces of the sandwich, I said he could go. However, as he waddled away, I noticed a sandwich shape on the front of his shirt that he was holding in place with his hands.

*Amir gives a snort of laughter, before covering his mouth with his hands*

Amir: *trying to keep a straight face* I'm sorry, that wasn't funny.

*Yusra sighs, and leans into him, and after he drops a kiss on her head, he props his chin onto her head*

Yusra: I don't know if I can handle him right now. The stress is making me so sick, and I don't know what he wants!

Amir: Well, he told me that he was upset that you gave Ayyoubi the Cookie Monster cup, and before, he wanted the green plate instead of the blue plate. I know that we don't want to reward his behavior, but could it be he just wants to be included in the choices? Maybe if we start to ask his opinion on things he will start to behave better!

Yusra: *looking up at him* What do you mean?

Amir: Well, maybe have him in the kitchen when you make his sandwich so he gets to choose exactly what goes on there. So if he does throw a fit, you can remind him that he was the one who made it! And maybe ask him which plate or cup he wants so we can do a preemptive thing to avoid such disasters.

Yusra: *smiling* you know what? That is a brilliant idea Mr. Malik!

Amir: Well Miss Shaykh, I do have my moments!

Kareem: *bellowing* How come everybody gets a kiss but Kareemo!?

*THE NEXT DAY AT BREAKFAST*

*Amir comes downstairs to find Kareem carefully carrying a stack of plates to the table*

Kareem: *once he has placed the plates on the table, he smiles brightly at Amir* Hi Baba!

*Amir lifts Kareem up, kisses his cheek, before putting him back down*

Amir: Hello baby! What are you doing?!

Kareem: *grinning* I am helping Mama make the breakfast ready!

Amir: Are you!?

Kareem: Ya! I pickeded out the plates!

*Amir glances at the one plastic Superman plate, the one white plate with blue flowers, a plain red plate, a green Frisbee, and smiles*

Amir: It looks wonderful baby.

*Kareem beams, and eagerly jumps around the table, setting them in their spots, before he heads into the kitchen*

Yusra: Hello habibi!

Amir: *kissing her head* Hello love! Looks like he is having a good time!

Yusra: Oh yes! He has been helping with every little thing! That is why you will see that the pancakes have gummy bears in them, the (turkey please don't freak out lol) bacon has chocolate sprinkles in it, some of the scrambled eggs might have some shells in them because he thought it looked prettier with some white in it, and you will be drinking your coffee from a pickle jar!

*Amir laughs loudly, and leans against the counter, crossing his arms over his chest, and staring at his wife admiringly*

Amir: Well, In Sha Allah this means that he will calm down with his tantrums!

Yusra: In Sha Allah!

Kareem: MAMA! BABA! HELP! THERE IS A BEGETABLE ON THE TABLE!

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SajBro would like me to add a disclaimer that while Kareemo's antics were based on baby SajBro, it was just his mischievous antics, not the tantrums. And I can vouch for that ^_^