Pride in a Job Well Done

Last night, I tucked Rain in and went around the quiet house tidying up the stray blocks and lone socks. On a trip into the bathroom to hang a discarded towel I noticed how neatly all the bath toys were stacked on the side of the tub.

I went back to Rain’s room and said, “Rain, I just wanted to say ‘thank you’ for picking up all the bath toys and draining the tub. You did a really nice job and I’m proud of you for tidying up the bathroom after your bath.”

He replied, “And I’m proud of you for asking and asking until I did it.”