Maddie on Manners - Part Two

Having once again used her food as her medium, and her body as a canvas, Wee 3 was looking particularly like a Picasso after dinner last night. With angel hair pasta, corn and salad flung in every direction, she began to chant her list of demands. Key amongst them was for her to be taken immediately to her bath.

Remembering the failed attempt to teach proper etiquette mentioned in my last post, I felt here was my chance at redemption - my chance to prove that I could teach a Wee in the throws of full crazy to be polite.

As her chant for cleansing reached its crescendo Maddie shouted "TAKE ME TO THE BATH NOW!!!"

Mustering a bit of patience, I sweetly chirped "Maddie, did you forgot something?"

She paused a moment to allow the churning wheels in her mind to process the request and than with the greatest solemnity replied "You".

"YOU TAKE ME TO THE BATH NOW!!!"

In the old days a 67% was a D and a D was passing. So does this mean that if 2 out of 3 of my talking Wees competently uses her "pleases and thank yous", that I've passed the Mommy manners test?

Moral of the Story: You apparently can't teach even a young dog new tricks.

A wee bit flustered,

CarrieAnne

Maddie on Manners

When she wakes from a nap a bit too early, Wee number 3 can be somewhat frightening. Staggering from her bed like the offspring of an irate T-Rex and an Indian monsoon, Maddie will mumble incoherent demands irately as she attempts to smooth down her bedraggled hair. Calming her before she interacts with the other Wees is a must to avoid creating the perfect storm.

Yesterday, as she shouted out her post-snooze demands she wandered into the kitchen where I had been doing a craft with the older Wees. Walking right up to me she grabbed my shirt sleeve and grunted "Water, now!"

Thinking this was an excellent opportunity to do Ms. Manners proud, I said, "Maddie, what is the magic word?"

Looking me dead in the eye with her most serious dictator expression, Maddie replied,"abracadabra."

Needless to say the child was right, - "abracadabra" is THE magic word.

So I gave her her water. And gone went another teaching moment - shot down by the straightforwardness of a wee.

Moral of the Story: Never ask a witness a question that you don't know the answer to.

A wee bit humbled,

CarrieAnne