The Best-est Boy Ever

The best way to get anybody to do anything more than once is to let them know that they "done good", as my father would say. Whenever Zane does something we want to see again, we heap on the happy attention, throwing our hands in the air indicating a touchdown, offering high fives, and generally heaping on the praise. Zane loves this, and will often come in and announce "I DID IT!" even though sometimes we have no idea what he did.

While I was preparing dinner yesterday, my son was playing with his toys in the living room. Zane usually dumps out all of his toys and drags them all over the place, which means that I have to spend a lot of time grumbling about picking stuff up. Today, for some reason, I heard the sound of toys being put into the toy box. I was intrigued, but I knew better than to get overexcited. Soon the sound of toys being thrown in the toy box ceased.

"Mama, I put up all the toys!" Zane came running into the kitchen, a big grin on his face. I threw my hands into the air.

"Yay!!!! I exclaimed. I gave my son a high five. "You are THE best-est boy!"

"EVER!" Zane added. I couldn't help it; I laughed. I know that eventually, Zane will have to learn that he is not always going to be the 'best-est boy ever" on every endeavor. But for now, he can stand on top of his world with pride, and we will celebrate with him.