Then one morning I decided that fighting with a three year over making a scrambled egg was kind of silly. I was spending more time and energy convincing him that cereal would be so much better than it would take to make the freaking egg.
Almost a year later, eggs for breakfast is our norm before school/work. I can make a scrambled egg in about 3 minutes. It has become routine and simple. All it took was a tiny shift in my perception.
Today as I gave my Little Bear his plate of eggs he said, "Mom you make me eggs in the morning because you love me!" And there it was, the simple joy of life. A wonderful smile because he knows I did it for him. The best part is, my simple joy was shining right back at me in his smile. Yes my dear, I make the eggs because I love you!