I am trying to teach Luke to be a polite child. He is a very happy boy and gets very excited to talk to people. I love his enthusiasm but his execution isn't always very polite but we are getting there. The other day we were in Lowe's picking up some brackets to mount some shelves in his closet, which by the way I did all by myself. Anyway, as we were leaving the store, Luke said, "Mom, that lady(referring to the cashier) was really fat, but I'm not allowed to say it." Baby steps in the right direction. Then, yesterday we were out riding bikes and he saw a man out walking and he said, "Hello there old man, how's it going?" At least he is still cute.
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