Background: my chiropractor offers treats to kids with their parents' permission.Oldest Son - age 5 at the time (as we're driving to the chiropractor): Eema, can I have a treat from the chiropractor?
Me: If they offer, then it's okay with me. But please don't pester them for a treat.
Oldest Son: So I shouldn't ask? I should wait until they offer?
Me (as we arrive at chiropractor's office): Yes.
After we entered the office, I signed in and Oldest Son marched up to the front desk.
Oldest Son: Excuse me please. I'd really like to have a treat, but my eema said I shouldn't ask for one. So if you'd like to offer one, I can say yes.
Chiropractor staff (laughing): Oh! Would you like a treat?
Oldest Son: Yes, please. Thank you.
Chiropractor staff: Should we ask your mom if it's okay with her?
Oldest Son: No, she already said I could have one. Just that I couldn't ask for it.