Fischism

Last night after playgroup, Fischer, Andy and I were laying on the bed talking. I was talking to Andy, but for Fisch's listening benefit.

Me: "Daddy, Fischer did such a good job at playgroup today. He played nicely with his friends, he shared all of his toys and he listened to mommy. He did such a good job!"

Fischer: "I not do good job to BFF."

Me: "What?"

Fischer: "I not do good job to BFF, I try to take her toy away and she cried."

Oops, I missed that.