We are raising very polite children, apparently. Yesterday David
and James were playing with David’s Star Wars Lego toys, and in between
such comments as “We are evil!” (said in a low, gutteral voice),
“I put the girl in the dungeon with the ogre.” and “Where is the girl?”
“The girl is in the box.” were occasional statements like, “Thank you,
Darth Vader,” and “That was very nice of you, Darth Vader,” (invariably
said in a polite, sincere tone).

I suppose that if my two boys are feeding imaginary girls to imaginary
ogres while pretending to be Darth Vader, I can at least be glad that
they are polite while they do it.