As an INTJ female (for those into Myers-Briggs and the like), I am a hard person to know, and an even harder person to love. I wonder if someday my children will want to know what really went on in my brain. I shall leave them this gift. Well, maybe not so much a "gift" as an extremely uncomfortable last will and testament.
Sunday, November 2, 2008
Mr. Manners
I have started teaching Zach about gentlemanly behavior. I've been having him pull Ava's chair out for her, hold doors open for people, chew with his mouth closed, etc. Today at lunch he says this...
Zach: Mom, sometimes it's hard to be a gentleman.
Me: Why?
Zach: Because potato chips are so crunchy. It's hard to chew them quietly...
(it's the theme song from Officer And A Gentleman, people......)
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