Best Friends

Today marks a milestone in Luke's life. It is a milestone that I mistakenly believed only belonged to the second grade girl: The Best Friend Fight.

Today Scott and I went to pick Luke up from preschool, and while I was waiting outside Luke's classroom, Luke's buddy Denzel approached me. Denzel and Luke have been friends for well over a year, and are regulars at each other's houses. I could see the frog in his throat as he told me in his adorable New Zealand accent that he and Luke had had a fight and "Luke was really mean to me."

Luke's classroom door opens, and out the kids come. I pull Luke over to the side and ask him what happened with Denzel. I see the lump in his throat form immediately, and he just starts shrugging over and over again. I told him he needed to apologize to Denzel, so we went over and Luke said, "Sorry" as the tears started to roll, all the while shoulders still shrugging up and down. It was really, really sad to witness.

I took him to the car where Scott and Nate were waiting, and it was clear that Luke could not regain control of his emotions. Scott took him to a nearby bench for a man to man talk, and the problem was revealed. Prepare to be launched back into your own childhood (or even adolescence):

Michael told Denzel that Luke said Michael was Luke's best friend. Denzel confronted Luke and Luke said he never said that. So now of course the question hangs out there as to who is Luke's best friend (the answer is Cole, by the way). Also, Michael is now calling Luke a liar and swearing that Luke told him he was his best friend. And, well, nobody likes to be called a liar. It started with them fighting over him and ended with him feeling like a big jerk. And of course, this is only Luke's version of the story.

Who knew the friendships of four year old's could be so complicated? But not so complicated that it won't be forgotten by Monday. You'll see.