Friday, April 24, 2009
Tonight, playing outside, Cason threw a stick at me. After some, uh, "discipline" and a brief timeout from playing, the following conversation ensued:
Me: Ok, you can go play. But what do you say first?
C: Yes Ma'am.
Me: No, what do you say?
C: Uh....
Me: What should you say when you hurt someone?
C: "..."
Me: I'm sorry....
C: It's ok.
Me: No. You need to say I'm sorry.
C: I'm sorry.
Me: For.....
C: For......
Me: What are you sorry for?
C: Thank you.
Me: No, why are you sorry? What did you do?
C: You're welcome?
Me: No. Are you sorry you threw a stick at me?
C: Yes. You're welcome.
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6 comments:
I loved this.
We are SO there too!
This is fabulous.
I'm sorry though, it is enough to make your brains implode.
Too funny! At least he has all of the polite phrases down.
that sounds exactly like Jaxon! Instead of "You're welcome" he says "I'm welcome"!
That conversation was awesome!
HAHA! I agree with Jill, at least he knows the polite phrases. Don't worry, he'll get them in the right order someday.
this is awesome!
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