Cue?

Gibson just brought me his favorite blue blanket, so I wrapped it around his head and shoulders, told him how cute he was, and snuggled with him. Then he pointed at something and said, "Cue?" I didn't know what he wanted, and he kept repeating it. I asked him to show me. He walked out the office door and said, pointing, "Cue?" Then he stopped in front of the closed bathroom door and said, again, "Cue?"

Finally it dawned on me. I opened up the bathroom door, and turned on the light. I picked Gibson up, blanket and all, and set him on the counter facing the mirror.

"Look how cute you are!" I said.

"Cue!" he replied.

He wanted to see how cute he looked in the mirror.