About to head out, I ask The Girlie to go tidy up her room first, and then we'll go.
She disappears into her room and as she then works on the tidy-up, I hear her mutter to herself: "I can do it, I can do it, I can do it."
I don't know where she learned it from, but that's exactly what I was telling myself today as I was working on a class assignment in school and struggling to figure out appropriate lintel sizes.
"Come on, I can do it. Two more tables. I can do it."