Maddie: More milk.
Me: More milk, please.
Maddie: Turn it up.
Me: Can you please turn it up.
Maddie: More pancakes.
Me: Can I please have more pancakes.
I am so tired of reminding Maddie to use nice words. I feel like I live on auto-correct with Maddie, just following her around correcting her words. When is she going to internalize the concept of being polite? Not be so demanding? How did she learn to be so demanding??
———- Long pause. Insert a-ha moment here.——————
Oh. She learned it from me.
Me: Come here, Maddie.
Me: Zip your coat.
Me: Put your cup in the fridge.
Me: Say good-bye to your friends.
Geesh, I’m bossy. They do what they see, right?
I realized on my drive to work this morning that I need to stop telling Maddie to use nice words. I need to show her. Duh. So, when we pulled into the daycare parking lot this morning, I put away the bossy and took out the nice. I said, “Maddie, please grab your backpack.” And, “Can you please hold my hand in the parking lot?” And, “Will you hang up your coat?”
They do what they see. Less bossy, more nice.