I am desperately trying to teach my boys please and thank you manners, but I am finding we need constant reminders. Doing exactly what I hated my parents doing, I am pretty annoyingly consistent at not answering a request until they are used. So tonight at dinner, Spencer, strapped into the high chair, finishes his dinner and says,"Mommy, I want out." Being just like my father, I say, "You want out, what?" He looks at me questioningly, so I give him a hint. "What is the magic word Spencer?" He says,"Mommy, I want out
choo-choo." I guess everyone has their own magic word.
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