My kids have forgotten to say please or thank you several times this week, especially when manners should be shown off the most: among company! So after one particularly rude demand from Norah (something along the lines of "I want juice Mom" shouted at the top of her lungs) I knelt down and asked "Norah, where are your 'please and thank-you's'?" To which she replied, "In my mouth."
A few weeks ago we went to the Groton Family Farm so the kids could feed the chicken. Lately this kind of trip would be accompanied by a lot of whining and a general lack of sharing, and of course no "please" or "thank you" to be heard. We're working on it...
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