we're supposed to share

I finally got a turn to play the Wii all by myself, and minutes later the kid tries to sneak the controller away from me.

me: excuse me? I'm playing a game by myself. you need to wait your turn.
the kid: but mommy, it's all of ours, and we're supposed to share. right?
the hubby: he's got you there, sweetie.
me: fine. here. you can play. I'll just watch. (sigh)
the kid: thank you, mommy. when I get to the hard parts, you can play and then give it back to me when I want to play again, okay? I love you.