Friends

Maria talks about her friends all the time. I mean ALL the time. If it's not, "Sophia had really beautiful shoes on today," then it's, "Lydia's hair looks so great in a ponytail," or maybe, "My friends and I had to run really fast together and it was really fun." Jamie, apparently, has had enough.

Maria: "Mama, some of my friends are going to All Saints Catholic School with me next year. That will be so fun, won't it?"

Jamie (dead serious): "What's so great about friends, anyway, Maria??"

oh, my poor, poor, friendless boy.