Hatchling had playschool this morning... where he bit his supposed best friend (and by that I mean, Hatchling tries to hold this kid's hand and calls him his best friend, but I think the relationship is a little one-sided). Why would you do such a thing, I ask in horror. "Well, I didn't want to be his best friend anymore..." Ok, for starters, not cool! Secondly, how are you going to handle your first break-up from a girl? I shudder in horror.
Special, special boy.