[I]t seems s though my son may follow in my footsteps. The boy loves to dance. When the mood and music strike, he’ll politely request, “Dance?” with his little outstretched arm, and continue to ask until I’ve risen and joined him on the hardwood living room floor, the dance floor. This is an even that happens often in our home, whether it be mid-story, during dinner, or after a bath.
This morning, Rhys’s little friend Finn had his first taste of his persistent dance requests. And as you’ll see, persistence does, indeed wear down resistance.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iOcoIg2xsp4&feature=youtu.be