Last night, DD8 brought home a notification that she's been selected as a student of the month. It has always bothered her before when she wasn't selected, and she was clearly elated that she finally was.

At dinner I got up to get something from the kitchen, and knocked over a drink that had been left on a kitchen counter in the process. DD jumped up from her seat and came to my assistance to clean it up, unhesitating, and unasked. Usually, she doesn't even want to clean up her own messes.

This is her mom's kid. I always considered citizenship awards to be a kind of consolation prize.