Neil and I are working hard to instill good manners in our boys. I've been drilling the whole "May I" phrase into Sean's vocabulary. So last night when Sean decided he wanted a cookie and pulled his daddy over to the kitchen, this polite conversation ensued:
Neil: Sean, say May -
Sean, dutifully repeating: May I hab-
Neil: A cookie-
Sean: Cookie, please
Neil: Try it all together now. May I have a cookie, please.
Sean: (Looking up wide eyed at his father, all earnest and nodding) Yes, you may.
And it was Oreos all around....
All I Want for Christmas - a DV poem
5 years ago