I made my 6 year old nephew cry.
His dad was having surgery for kidney stones. I knew he would be restless in the waiting room so I bought him a giant coloring book, some crayons, markers, and a driving game. We are sitting at a little table coloring together, just chatting. All is well.
Then he mentions that gee, he really likes this coloring book and all, but boy, did he wish I had gotten him a Lego set.
And not thinking, I replied, Oh really? You like Lego sets? I almost bought you one but I wasn't sure if you liked them.
Major melt down ensues. Including rolling on the floor and yelling I WANT A LEGO SET.
I really didn't mean to make him cry.
why is that boy there,
on the floor, screaming LEGO?
he has a bad aunt
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