The Cayden Files

A conversation between Cayden and I as I trundled him into the car to go to dojo:

J: (singing a fake song to try and get the kid to listen while maintaining patience) Butt in the seat, butt in the seat, butt in the seat...
C: Hey Mommy?
J: Yeah honey.
C: When I sing songs, I don't like just repeat the same word over and over again.
J: Yes?
C: Yeah, I like throw in some whistles and hums, "Butt in the seat... yeah yeah yeah...hmmm...hmmm. butt in the seat..." That way it's not boring for people to listen to.
J: (smothers laughter)