I'm dropping my son off at morning daycare. There are three other children there already, and they're playing with those rings you toss like a Frisbee. While I'm signing my son in, I hear him say, "I've got something that's much better than those." He's holding up a Star Wars ship.
Uh-oh.
Under the pretense of giving him a goodbye shoulder squeeze (no hugs from Mom in front of other kids at his age), I whisper, "Honey, it's not nice to say that your toy is better than someone else's or to...

