The boy was putting his clothes away when I walked into his room before bedtime. I watched him quietly for a few moments as he finished putting his pants onto “clip” hangers. When he finished, I chuckled and said “I remember when you first started doing that how you’d cry and carry on and complain ‘I can’t do it!!'” The last part I mimicked a pained, whiny voice for effect.
“Now look at you. Just getting the job done without any complaints,” I finished.
He smiled and replied “I just did that to get you and Mom to do it for me.”
Brazen!
I chuckled some more and said simply “Yeah- we knew.”