We're not militant about much around here, but we do remind the kids to always use their polite words...please, thank you, and excuse me.
A friend and I were sitting in the kitchen chatting the other day when Muggsy ripped off a burp that I'm sure came straight up from his toes.
Me: "Muggs! What do you say!"
Muggsy: "Good one!" [beams from ear to ear]
Me: *smacks forehead*
It all completely unravels courtesy of Mr. O's inner child. Which influences them at the most, um, opportune times.
Don't even ask about pulling fingers.