P set the table today for the first time!
A couple days ago I finally sat down to eat. I’m always the last one to sit. I do so after I’ve gotten all the last minute needs of everyone else at the table. And, as I often do I forgot something for me, a fork. Jokingly I said, “P, can you get me a fork?”. “Yes Mamma!”. Up she jumped and got me a fork! D and I were both in shock.
This morning while making breakfast I remembered P’s new superpower. I asked her if she could help me by setting the table. The plates were down but she got the utensils, napkins and yogurt!
I’m now rethinking where to store everything in the kitchen. I’d like to make more things accessible to her so she can do more. Joining in on meal prep gives her such a sense of accomplishment so I’d like to involve her even more.
I love her willingness to help. I love her ability to help. And I love how she beams with pride after she’s helped.
