Please and Thank You Goes a Long Way.

This is by far one of my favorite conversations I have ever had with Oliver:

As I was driving in the rain (I keep mentioning the rain, but it's just so extra soggy outside, that it contributes to making mundane things seem a wee bit miserable) in the Fred Meyer parking lot, I was about to pull into a parking spot when someone else came whipping in from the opposite direction and took the spot...

Me, muttering under my breath: Well, thank you A-Hole.
Oliver: Mom, did you just say "thank you, A-Hole?"
Me: Yes, Oliver, I did.
Oliver, after a pause: Mommy, you were really NICE to that A-Hole!