Because of this super exciting event (to me), now my boy has a new nickname:

“Vampire Zac”

I giggled when he told me.
“So do you like this nickname?” I asked
“Yup! Better than ‘Taekwondo Boy'” He sneered

“What’s wrong with ‘Taekwondo Boy’? You ARE a boy learning Taekwondo, isn’t?” I questioned
“Yes, but ONLY one person calls me ‘Taekwondo Boy’ and I don’t like the way he calls me!” He argued.

“So its him that you don’t like and not the nickname, right?” I probed further.
“Don’t like the name and the boy!” He snapped.

Well, I guess when you REALLY don’t like something, even if it makes sense, the negative feelings just refused to leave…