One of the great lessons I am learning right now is the beauty of gratitude and the teacher has been my sweet R. He is remarkably consistent with his "Tank you, Mommy" when I hand him something. Lately, his gratefulness has even extended to his brother and sister. As they are playing and someone shares something with him I'll hear, "Tank you, P" or "Tank you, K."
I cannot tell you how it warms my heart to hear him express his gratitude purely because he chose to say it...not because I told him to.
I am reminded of how much more pleasant life is when we pause to appreciate one another...and how much more it motivates the doer when the recipient is grateful.
So, Tank YOU, R!
P.S. K has started saying "Tank you, R" lately. She does not quite grasp the concept. She says it when she wants him to give her something. The first time it is sweet & sing-songy...but if he doesn't respond quickly she screams "TANK you, R!!!" while stamping her feet.