Owen: Totally! Well, except at recess. I mean, it was soooo good, Mom. We were playing soccer, and I was doing moves and, yeah. The boys were cool. But then the girls wanted to play - and we said yes - but then ... the girls were mean to me.
Me: What do you mean?
Owen: They kicked the ball to me, missed, it hit me in the stomach like "ugh," then they came chasing after me!
Me: That might be because they they like you. Maybe they think you are fun and cute, and they are trying to get your attention.
*I suddenly had flashbacks of my early elementary years. I owe apologies to Leif and Chad.
