On the way to Max's open house:
Max: "I don't wanna go!"
Me: "sorry buddy, no choice. We have to meet your new teacher."
Max (exasperated): "uh, mommy, lets just call her, okay?"
After the open house:
Me: "wow, I really like Ms. Summers, Max!"
Max: -non-committal grunt-
Me(encouragingly): "she might just be my new favorite person!"
Max (matter-of-fact): "my favorite person is me."
No kidding. So much for any confidence issues.
First grade, here we come.