I'm Turning Into My MOTHER!!!!

So, I get up - way too early by the way - and start breakfast. Which, I must say, I rarely have breakfast ready before Ben goes to work, so I was feeling rather good. Well, for family home evening last week we made Cadence a job chart. You know, she has jobs like make bed, pick up toys, sort silverware. Well, she came in after having her shower, and I asked her to sort the silverware so we could eat. She told me no. I asked again. She told me no again. So, I started doing it myself - in a not kind way - might I add. So then she decides she better help. "I'll help you, Mommy," she said sweetly. This is a three year old we're talking about, - and what do I say? Not, "Thanks, honey" or "That would be nice." Before I even realized it, I said, "I'll do it myself!" At that very moment, it was like I was having an out of body experience. I can't tell you how many times my own mother said that to us (you know it's true Blake!!) "I'll do it MYSELF!" - as she starts doing the chore that you were asked to do - and then you knew it was all over. Mom had had it with the belligerence. Once we pushed her over that edge - it was all over but the crying. Well, I'll admit that I have shed my share of tears this morning. I feel horrible for treating Cadence the way I did. She came into my room as I was crying and gave me a hug - told me she was sorry - and asked me if I wanted breakfast in bed. What am I doing to my sweet Cadence? Oh, the woes of motherhood.