We had company over for dinner last night. I was talking about how the master at tae kwon do was working one on one with Max yesterday because he's having trouble learning the flying side kick, and testing is coming up.
A few minutes later I notice Max hiding under a blanket on the couch and crying.
Assuming he'd overheard and his feelings were hurt, I took him into my office to talk.
Me: What's wrong, Maxy?
Max: {unintelligible words through sobs}
Me: You need to calm down so I can understand you, Bud.
Max: You put cheese on the noodles...you know I don't like cheese!
Trauma! lol, poor Max, you know he doesn't like cheese!!
Posted by: Mary | October 10, 2011 at 09:04 AM