When I pick my son up from school, I always spy on him from a viewing window to see what he is up to. The teacher was with some of the kids picking out toys, and I heard her say that snack time was over.
Two little toddlers were still at the table eating. My son was standing watching them. After a moment, he made the sign language sign for “all done”.
The two toddlers hurried up and finished. After they cleaned up their plates, my son patted each one on the back and nodded. It was as if he was saying, “Thank you for listening. Good job. Now, you can go play.”
For some reason, I was so proud to be his mommy. He wasn’t bossy. He wasn’t being the teacher’s pet. He was just making sure things kept moving along.