I know we're going backward, but there was this exchange yesterday while Walt and I were sitting on the sofa watching "golf ball" and having our after-nap snack.
Walty: You want a Goldfish Daddy?
Daddy: Yeah. That'd be nice.
Walty: What do you say? (No time for response) You say, "Can I have a goldfish, please."
Daddy: Can I have a goldfish, please?
Walty: You can. Here you go.
Daddy: (Eats goldfish)
Walty: What do you say, Daddy? (No time for response) You say, "Thank you."
Daddy: Thank you.
Walty: You're welcome, Daddy.
Repeat five times. I finally realized that I didn't want Goldfish crackers that badly.
It sounds to me like ya'll have done a fine job teaching that young man some good old Southern manners!! Congratulations! I love you all.
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Loved this! - makes an old gran-schoolteacher proud to know that someones teaching manners somewhere!
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