We were sitting at the table eating lunch. Isaac asks, "Mom are you having manners?" I look up from making my sandwich and smile, "This is mayonaise. Is that what you meant?" He nods and I continue, "Having manners means following the rules at the dinner table, saying please and thank you, and being polite." He makes a funny face and says, "Oh, sounds yucky."
Later in the afternoon, I hear him talking while playing with his trains, "Thomas needs to haul the manners and coal. Manners and coal." Maybe he makes deliveries to the dinner table :)
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