A Job Well Done

As I prepared dinner tonight I asked Aiden to play in the kitchen so Max could watch him. He dribbled the soccer ball towards him and then jumped right when he reached the swing.

"Look Mama," he said in sweet amazement, "he smiled at me!"

"Good job buddy."

He ran back and repeated the action with exactly the same reaction. As he walked back for round three he said to himself, "He smiles every time I play ball. Cool! That's easy."