I have a very structured schedule. Not just for AJ, but for cleaning the house, and doing the laundry. If I get off the schedule, no one is happy, because nothing is done. I have the schedule posted. It makes AJ happy to know when his laundry is being done, and what level I’m cleaning (we have a 3-story house - AJ calls them “levels“).
Sometimes I get behind in my schedule, and I have to make up time. Last week I had one of those days, and I had everyone’s laundry piled up. I was trying to catch up while AJ was eating breakfast, and before school and the rest of the day got into full swing.
A:J: “Mama, you have to come downstairs!”
Uh-oh. I had heard some banging around down there, but AJ is usually pretty noisy when he makes his breakfast (yep, he makes his own breakfast, and usually his own lunch!)
Me: (really trying to sound calm) “What’s up, buddy?”
AJ: “Close your eyes, and I’ll lead you downstairs!”
Hmmm….this is getting suspicious…
AJ: “Come on Mama, I don’t have all day!!”
Me: “OK, lead me down.”
AJ: “Open your eyes!!”
There, sitting in front of me is a perfectly set table, with my favorite breakfast on it!! He made me breakfast - by himself.
Me: “Honey - that’s awesome!! Why did you make me breakfast??”
AJ: “Well, I noticed you were really busy with laundry, and I figured you could use a break.”
What 9-year old does that??
And that was the best breakfast. Ever.