During a recent trip to a hotel, we had the opportunity to ride in a crowded elevator. DS was standing near the button panel. An elderly couple was watching him and made an indication he could press our floor before they chose theirs.
I was a proud mom when DS spoke up indicating the panel and nodding for them to go first, "No, please. I insist."

I couldn't help remembering back when DS was still being strolled around and was
T-E-R-R-I-F-I-E-D of going into elevators. What a long way from the days of screaming, "No! No! No!" smile

Last edited by Ametrine; 10/10/14 08:45 AM. Reason: annoying perfectionism