It never fails to make me feel very much blessed when the children seem so cheerful doing things that I would balk at doing as a kid.
I'm so surprised that they all enjoy taking medicine and would be strangely happy when I tell them that it's time for the next dose. Also, they are all so brave about having their vaccinations and the doctor would always compliment them on it.
I love the way they clamor to help me with chores and would even feel hurt if I forget to ask them to share my load. Of course, during the times when any one of them refuses to answer my call for volunteers, I would not force him/her to respond. That being said, positive peer pressure is at work here because the unwilling one would eventually help out too when he/she sees the other two pitching in so joyfully.
I want to remember their willingness to help even at such a tender age and I must never forget to always be helpful, just as they are.