You Know You've Done A Good Job When
This weekend we went out of town for my brother-in-law's wedding. I likely write about that another day, but for now, I wanted to chronicle a cute-thing-Gus-said. [Bear in mind, this sounds much cuter if you can imagine the not-so-perfect enunciation of a toddler.]
On the trip home he slept very little, which was too bad because he'd been up until 11:30 the night before. He kept whining and asking to be let "out!" Eventually, we started singing songs. A favourite of his is 'Eensy Weensy Spider,' complete with actions. I sang it through a few times; sometimes Chris would do the actions (one handed, as he was driving) and Gus would join in where he could. Finally, it was my turn. I was taking my time with the song and doing some exaggerated actions and when that short ditty was finished, Jonas pipes up: "Good job. Good job, Mummy."
Yep, I can a do a mean eensy-weensy spider! And should be just praised for it!
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