Chicken or Egg

Sometimes when I look at my boy I wonder if I'm doing a good enough job.  I wonder if he'll be ready when it's time to grow up and head out.

I wonder if I'll get phone calls for how to lessons and smack myself on the forehead thinking...I should have thought to teach him that.

But lately I watch the things he knows and I feel pretty good about the direction we are going.  And I try and teach him more.

I try and teach him by talking sometimes, but mainly I try and teach him by showing and encouraging him to slow down watch and then try on his own.  Sometimes that results in a half dozen wasted eggs.

Sometimes that results in breakfast.

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