This morning I was working on a project, so I asked my 6 year old to make breakfast. He was very unsure of himself at first.
“I can’t make breakfast” he said.
To which I replied,
“of course you can, I’ll walk you through it. Get out the pan and fill it with tap water.” “
“What are we making?” his younger brother said.
“Oatmeal? I don’t like oatmeal! Why can’t we have something yummy like noodles? You are mean to us mommy,” J said.
We then had a talk about talking kindly to your mommy.
Then G said,
“Come on J, let’s go make breakfast!”

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