We're working with Teddy on asking permission. We practice most often on food and drink. He must ask and receive permission before eating something we have or drinking what we have.
Usually, he wants my water:
"Mommy, may I please have your water?"
"Yes, you may."
But today he didn't see that I had poured the water. (I'd gone to nurse his sister in the nursery.) So Daddy overheard this:
"This is God's water.
"God, may I please have your water?
"Okay! Thank you!"
It's cute, right? But shouldn't that be my prayer for anything crossing my lips? It's all God's water. It's all God's everything. And thank God that Teddy shows me in between times of being maddening.