How to be Polite

"Yeah, well, mornings are not my thing."

“Yeah, well, mornings are not my thing.”

I served my youngest daughter two pieces of toast, and she looked at her breakfast with tired eyes and said, “I’m not eating.”

“Ah, but you’ve got to eat breakfast,” I said.

“No!” the seven-year-old shouted.

“Hey, young lady. How about being polite and saying please and thank you,” I said.

She looked up at me expressionlessly, rolled her eyes and said, “Thank you, Daddy, for my toast, but I do not wish to eat it, thank you. Now, if you don’t mind, I wish to be excused from the table. Please.”

I looked at her blankly.

She got up and went out to play, and I sat down to eat her breakfast.

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