Tyke

Last night as I was tucking Tyke in he was telling me all about his friends at school.

Tyke: Mom, I have a best friend at school and her name is Hannah.
Me: Oh really? That's nice. Are you nice to her?
Tyke: Yes. Her has a beautiful necklace.
Me: Oooh! A beautiful necklace, huh? That's cool. What about so and so? Do you like her?
Tyke: No! Her's mean to me and everybody.
Me: Really? Well, that's not good. We should be nice to our friends. If you aren't then other kids won't want to play with you. So, I hope you're not pestering or being mean to your friends at school.

See, we have to have this talk with Tyke. He's a bit, ahem, wild.

Tyke: Yeah. And so and so has to go to the yellow chair for time out! Her is naughty!
Me: *thinking, 'I'm sure you've been there a time or two buddy'* Have you ever had to go to the yellow chair?
Tyke: NO!
Me: So, you have lots of friends and you've never had to go to time out?
Tyke: Yes! *nodding matter of fact* Because I'm nice to people!