Manners are kind of a big deal at our house, especially table manners.
Eat with your mouth closed.
Put your napkin on your lap.
Use the napkin in your lap.
Don't talk with food in your mouth.
Ask for things to be passed instead of reaching across the table.
Wait for everyone to sit down before you start to eat.
Don't ask to be excused until everyone has finished.
Today we took the girls out for pasta at our favorite Italian restaurant, Ann and Tony's. It's a family owned place, with green checkered table cloths and white cloth napkins. It's not super fancy, but it's still a nice place.
I watched Destiny pick apart her pizza, literally. First she ate all the cheese, little pinches at a time, licking her fingers between each pinch. Sauce dripped off her fingers as we reminded her again and again to use her napkin. Next, was the crust. She nibbled at it until each piece was gone.
In the middle of one of her pieces, she announced, quite emphatically, "Keith, you're not doing your job."
Surprised, he looked up. "What?"
"You didn't tell me to stop chomping. I am chomping," she replied.
I laughed out loud. I was so busy watching her deconstruct her pizza that I hadn't even picked up on the chomping. I guess she was a little disappointed that no one noticed.
Keith looked at her and said, "Quit chomping Destiny."
"Ok," she quipped back and then went on to eat her pizza very quietly.