7.31 p.m. at the breakfast table:
Big boy: “Who is your best friend at school?”
Little boy: “I don’t have one, I have several?”
Big boy: “But if you have to choose one?”
Little boy: “Oh, this is difficult. I like many.”
Big boy: “Come on. If you have to choose right now!”
Little boy: “Oh, you ask difficult questions…”
Big boy: “It isn’t difficult at all.”
Little boy: “I’m different than you.”
Big boy: “But do you have friends?”
Little boy: “Sure. I told you.”
Big boy: “So, can you name just one.”
Little boy: “I like them all.”
Big boy: “If you have to invite one.”
Little boy: “I wouldn’t know.”
Big boy: “Come on.”
Little boy: “Okay. Maybe L…”
Big boy: “Aha…”
Little boy: “Or M…”
Big boy: “You cannot make any decision.”
Little boy: “How about you?”
Big boy: “I know. It’s definitely A…”
Little boy: “Okay. I knew… and you’re so snobbish.”