(Misplaced) Enthusiasm

One of Aidan's most endearing features right now is the enthusiasm with which he often responds to simple questions.

"Would you like some toast?" we'll ask.

"Yes pleeeeease!" he'll reply, as if you'd just asked him whether he'd like to have a million dollars' worth of Tonka trucks.

It never fails to raise a smile in me. It's even funnier when it's completely inappropriate.

The other morning Aidan stubbed his toe while opening mummy's wardrobe door. His face wrinkled up.

"You're fine!" we breezily reassured, operating under the principle that kids are often more upset by the worry in their parents' faces than by any pain they're feeling.

Unimpressed, Aidan started to wail. Time to go to stage two.

"Did you hurt your toe? Would you like us to cut it off?" we asked.

The sniffles subsided. "Yes pleeeeease!"

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[VegasDad]

Our son is doing that too. It cracks me up. That and the random "thank you daddy."

At least they're polite.