one of my kids spilled his milk this morning, so instead of going to music with the rest of class he had to stay behind a few minutes and clean it up. because we are in a pod, instead of an indoor classroom, i had to escort him to the building and let him in with my key card. when we got to the door this happened:
me: j, hold the door for me because i am a lady and you are a gentleman and gentlemen always open doors for ladies.
j: i hate being a boy.
j: cause i always gotta hold open doors and junk.
me: boys get to do lots of cool things.
j: no, i don't. i don't at all. i don't get to have a dirt bike or nothing.