I am not sure this feat will ever be repeated. We were invited over to dinner at an old/new friend's home. Both my husband and I knew the husband of this clan as teenagers in the good ol AYM (Anglican Youth Movement). Well my husband and this husband both grew up to be priests (who'd a thunk?) and now they chat liturgically. Well, my family was invited over to his family's home so both families could get to know each other. The wife is a lovely human and they have two adorable small people running/crawling around. My children were, of course, hideous and caused chaos in every corner of their fine home. Quite embarrassing to have absolutely no control over your own children; well, they outnumber me 2-1, I say in my defence.
There my husband and I were sitting around the dinner table trying to keep the 2 and 4 yr olds in their seats and the 11 yr old from putting his elbows on the table and smacking his lips and all the while trying to have an adult conversation. I am thoroughly horrified with that I have been found out as the brutal mother that I am by a woman that I just met (I usually like to warm them up with the my sparkling personality and witty conversation for a few visits before I show this side). Anyway as the meal ends my 4 yr old says--without prompting, I swear--
"May I please be excused?"
and then GET THIS.....
"Thank you for the lovely dinner"
He really really said that "the lovely dinner"
Who talks like this?
Suitably impressed (and I pray with a good dose of amnesia for all of the previous behaviour) our generous hosts excused him from the table and off he went to continue chasing their little girl.