Manners Can be Fun

I'm always so proud when I hear from others about things that my children do well.

Sheepie was invited to a birthday party last week. The little boy goes to his preschool with him, and although they've not always been the best of friends, Sheepie wanted to go so I let him. Since FP had karate, I just dropped Sheepie off.


Fast forward a few days, to when I'm picking Sheepie up from preschool. A mom of one of the little girls who attended the party, stopped me and told me that Sheepie was one of the most well mannered and polite children she'd met. Apparently, he was liberal and well timed with his "please" and "thank yous", and made certain, unprompted to let the birthday boy know that he was grateful to be invited to the party, that he was having a good time, and that he hopped that the boy was having a good birthday.

It sure is nice to know what some of what I'm trying to teach him is sinking in and that I can send him places alone without having to worry about how he acts.

I sure do love that boy!