My Emma is a sweet soft girl. Tonight at dinner I asked her to get 6 forks and put them on the table. She could only find 5 clean ones. (Who's behind on their dishes?? ) So I tell her I will use a spoon instead.
We eat the entire dinner. (Chicken, angel hair pasta, and brocolli/cauliflower.)
I don't realize I am eating with a fork and NOT a spoon until Emma says, "Can I use your fork now mom?"
She chose to wait for me to finish. Didn't even point out that she was waiting. Just quietly did a kind thoughtful service.
:)
