Max is a stickler for manners. Nine times out of ten, he will say thank you, unprompted, when you give him something (a very charming "Tank you!"). He's been doing this for a few months now, but recently he's been holding us accountable for our own manners. He will pepper you with "Tank you's," in ever increasing decibels, until you remember to say, "You're welcome!"
So here's a message for Max: "Tank you, tank you, tank you ... for being a wonderful little boy and a great big brother."
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