Nothing grates on my ears more than the parent who greets every tiny action and utterance of their offspring with a sing-songy, “Good job!” If I were a kid I would hate that, too. It starts to make you feel like everything you do is a performance for an audience or judge rather than the spontaneous action of a being alive and awakened to the possibilities of life. Kids should be able to run around, climb, and go down slides without a parent standing there congratulating them. That takes their inner motivation and makes it external to the point they know longer know how they feel and what they feel like doing.