self sufficiency
Tonight Malcolm got his own pre-bedtime drink of water. He had gone into the kitchen and started reaching towards the snacks, but I managed to catch his attention by asking him if he wanted some water instead. We went over to the fridge and I picked him up, prompted him to hit the water button on the dispenser, and handed him a cup. He held it under the dispenser and filled it about halfway before pulling it away and chugging it while I was still holding him. I've only shown him how it works a couple of times, and now he's a pro. It constantly amazes me how a little thing like getting a drink suddenly carries such great importance when he's the one doing it.