Friday, September 14, 2012

This week he also used the term "frenemy."

Henry (leaning on my bed): So, I totally hate my teacher.

Me: What? No you don't, Bud. She's nice. You're just saying that because you heard someone else say it.

Henry: No, I do.

Me: Nuh-uh. Really? You hate her? I don't think so. What did she do that made you think you hated her today?

Henry: She's like, such a clean freak.

Me (laughing): Really. And that's so bad, your teacher having a clean classroom? I think it's good. Maybe you'll be able to learn or something.  What did she make you clean, anyway?

Henry: Well... nothing yet.

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