Sometimes kids just don’t get it.

The other day my daughter was telling me about someone in her class at school whom she really dislikes.

I put my “psychologist” hat on and told her that sometimes when you have intense feelings towards another person it’s because they represent an element of yourself that you don’t really like.

So, while I was so wisely explaining this thought process to her, she interrupted with “you mean like a zit? I really don’t like zits. Yeah, that’s what he is. He’s like a really big zit right in the middle of my forehead.”