I forget to say "please."
And not just with my kids but with Mama, too.
Though, I do think I remember with strangers and friends. I hope.
I ask for things nicely, I think, and always as a question, not as a demand. But I forget the "please," often, adding it after a pause and a thought only sometimes.
Which is why my kids aren't great pleasers.
Now, I'm great at "thank you" and "sorry"; subsequently, my kids are too.
They've also picked up all my other verbal quirks, none of which I remember right now, but all of which sound like some older academic specializing in 19th-century literature has inhabited the body of a child. Yep, sometimes they sound pretty precocious. And from a different time period. Like with they way they preface frequent contradictions with "actually . . . ."
But, quirks aside, forgetting to say "please" is not precocious or socially acceptable. And so, I've been trying hard to remember to use it myself. At which point, I will encourage them to "do what I say."
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