see, I was going to post a boast about his first end of year report, and the contents, which featured words like "advanced", "excellent", "potential as a writer", blah blah blah.

but instead, I wish to quote a whingey-voiced six year old, after being admonished for creating a water fountain in the powder room while filling a spray bottle (it's 40 degrees outside so water play is the go).

"I forgot which way I was going (he means the tap), so I exploded."

and it was my repetition of those words, oh, about 10 times, that led to the exchange below.