Serving?

My daughter did the sweetest thing this afternoon. We had just returned home after being out for a few hours and I felt drained. Shawn went down for a nap and I told Elise, "I am so tired. I feel like I need a nap. But first I need to get these blocks cleaned up that your brother and I were playing with earlier." She said to me, "Mom, you can go take your rest now. Don't worry about it. Go!" "What's wrong with my child!?" I thought to myself. But she kept shooing me away so I walked off down the hall and crawled into my bed. As I pulled the covers over me I could hear blocks being put away in the living room and I thought, "My daughter is serving me. Wow!" So sweet right? The truth though is that we had just had a conversation about how many points she's been earning for her chores. (We have a chore system where she earns points toward a goal of her choosing. Right now she's working toward a goal of a certain doll. 250 points she's got to earn for this one. So if she does all the things she's asked to do each day without complaining, procrastinating etc. she'll earn 10 points. If she does something extra, something not on her chart for the day, something for someone else, she can earn more points.) So I suppose the motivation to serve me this afternoon wasn't completely genuine. But it still felt so good! Perhaps I could foster this attitude in her a bit more. I think I'll bring it up tonight in our bedtime prayers and thank God for giving her a servant heart today. (I didn't have a picture of her dressed up like an angel so the snow queen had to do.)