Well Bred

My kids,though literally born in barns, have remarkably good manners.










Sure, one prefers to greet strangers by sniffing their nether regions rather than offering a proper hand shake. And yes, it's true that the other thinks the purest water comes out of the toilet but they really are rather well bred. Besides negotiating who gets to eat where, they have already learned how to wait patiently for their turn. No rush, really. Take your time. I can wait.









And how to share. They have no qualms, whatsoever, in sharing the bounty. We have a strict "Eat it now, ask for forgiveness later" policy in this household. Thank. you. very. much.