Eggs Anyone?

The oldest of the twins, and the family, is one amazing kid. Granted we've just spent about two weeks dealing with his emotional breakdowns and trying to manage his whining. But he really is such a helper. He's such a big helper that when he's going through these phases it's really hard on me. When he's helping me he helps so much, and is so willing, it just makes me so happy and life so much better.

He really has been so sweet lately. Yesterday we went to the Dinosaur Museum and he was just thrilled. He loves science, and he was so excited to see everything. Granted we had some issues when I asked if I could take his pictures, but overall I had fun experiencing everything with him.

Then today was so great. I jokingly asked each of the kids to go make breakfast. They all said, "No!" And the younger twin proceeded to remind me, "We're just kids mom. We're just kids." Then the older twin said, "Fine, I'll just go make breakfast." He left and returned to inform me he was making eggs. We have been making a lot of eggs, and all the kids have been so excited to learn. So I went to check on him He had gotten some eggs out, cracked them, scrambled them and he was now looking for a pan. He even told me how he had followed my directions for cracking the eggs, and how much better it had worked. Then the 3 year old came in and wanted to make eggs. So he confidently helped his brother make some eggs too. I got him a pan and he poured them in and then sat there and cooked the eggs. He was so proud of himself. And I was proud of him too. It was all going great until he burned himself on the pan. That really burned his confidence too. He kept exclaiming, "I'm so stupid!" I sat down and explained to him that everyone who cooks burns themselves. It happens all the time. Poor kid.

Sometimes I wonder if I do well by my kids. I hope I teach them well, and raise them to be good adults. Through the stress and craziness of everyday life it's hard to always see if your doing a good job as a mom, or totally screwing up. Then you get a moment where everything seems to come together, and you realize they have learned good things, in the midst of the craziness. And you can breathe a little sigh of relief and feel like they'll turn out alright.