It’s come to this.
Most weekends, our three boys are outside running the neighborhood with any of the five little girls their age that live on our street. One Saturday, Matthew mysteriously came inside claiming that he didn’t want to play anymore. A little while after that, one of the girls came in to inform Steve that Matthew (along with her older sister) were calling her names. It’s always good to find out that your child is calling someone “inappropriate” names.
That Siri is hard to crack. (Thank goodness!)
See Part 1.
We were hanging out at our friends’ house, when I caught sight of their little kindergartener furtively crawling behind the couch, where another little girl was patiently waiting. Curious, I leaned over to see what they were doing.