This morning, when only Clare was up with me, I snuck off to the bathroom to get ready for the day. As I was finishing up, there was a knock at the door. I open to find a smiling Bernadette. “I’m getting my own breakfast! Chips and cheese!” I follow her into the kitchen and sure enough, she’s gotten herself a plate of chips and heads to the fridge for the cheese. I watch in disbelief as she proceeds to top her chips with a modest amount of cheese, open the microwave (she’s standing on a stool) and place her plate in. Astounded by this display of independence coming from the 4 year old who still wants us to feed her help her eat most meals is preparing her own. I gave in and helped her push the microwave buttons. She patiently waited, retrieved her breakfast and sat down on the steps to enjoy the fruits of her labor.
**Note: We’ve never eaten chips and cheese for breakfast.
LOVE this picture of her! So grown up and proud of herself!
ReplyDeleteOh, my! Is this what apartment living has done to your nutrition standards? Maybe you should move to an acreage :)
ReplyDeleteHAHAHAAaaa! Tell her that her friend Tala understands. And at least she's not making her "breakfast" at 2 a.m.?!?
ReplyDeleteThat's awesome. Andrew went through a phase with ham & mustard sandwiches where he wanted one for every meal just because he could make it himself! Why not?
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