As we drove to church this morning, the following conversation took place between Sarah and Natalie:
Natalie: Sarah! Give me my coat. NOW.
Sarah: You're demanding. What should you say?
Natalie: Please.
Sarah: Please what?
Natalie: Please may I?
Sarah. Please may you what?
Natalie: Coat!
Sarah: No, say the whole thing.
Natalie (She didn't actually roll her eyes, but I think she must have been doing so internally. Her voice was starting to sound like she was): Please may I have my coat?
Sarah: That's better. Yes, you may.
She does such a good job of mommying, doesn't she?
