Pride

They say pride goes before a fall...or something like that. My most recent moment of pride relates to my son. As I was picking him up from daycare yesterday, the daycare worker tells me of his "cuteness" during snack time. Apparently he was very good about using his Please and Thank you. I was so filled with pride that I thought I would burst. I haven't yet heard him say Thank you--but we've been working on it. To know that he's using it with others appropriately feels so good. I have a difficult time seeing how this pride could ever be a down fall for me.