I come in and I'm wearing skin tight gold shiny leggings, a cute top and a flowy cover-up. I think that my boy is the best thing since sliced bread! My little angel could do nothing wrong ever! Today, I've come in for a meeting with his teacher. His teacher, you, starts to tell me about some very bad behaviors that he seems to have. I am in utter denial about my perfect little angel every being anything but... well... perfect! I argue with you about it and interrupt you often, yet you stay patient. You can see that I am obviously very full of myself and incredibly stuck up. You decide to... Show more