The Things We Do

At some point, Leo developed a bit of an obsession with "Hey Diddle Diddle." He has several books that feature the little diddy. He was overjoyed when he discovered all the versions on YouTube (this one is my fave, it's old school (from what I recall, anyway) "Sesame Street"). And of course, I downloaded a few interpretations for him from iTunes (seriously, what did we parents do without technology? KIDDING).

This morning, however, he demanded to watch "Hey Diddle Diddle" on TV. He was dressed and had finished his breakfast, so we were pretty much golden. But there's that tricky gray area between breakfast and the bus where Leo can sometimes teeter toward crabby. Sometimes I feel like I'm walking on eggshells to keep him in a "good" mood before the bus arrives. Most days, picking out what he's going to bring on the bus is a perfect distraction (yesterday it was the pink Dora umbrella and Ellie's Disney Princess clock (shh, don't tell Ellie). I can only imagine what the bus driver and aide must think of Leo (and me). But as I've said, whatever gets you on the bus, right?

So in the midst of a teetering on angry Leo moment this morning, I promised him I would find a "Hey Diddle Diddle" movie, fairly confident that Google wouldn't make me out to be a liar. It's not that I get Leo every little thing that he asks for, not at all, but honestly, he asks for very little. And I get kind of excited when he expresses an interest in something. And making him happy? It's not only priceless, but so very easy. And you can't say that about everyone, that's for sure.