mine do - occasionally they are lippy but all i have to say is "how very dare you" then they scuttle off and do what i have asked.
its about tone of voice.
good manners
a balance of praise and punishment. and this is where most people fuck up. you see its so easy to shout all the time becuase your emotions are telling you too - that when they are good and quiet - all you think is " thank the fucking lord!" instead of praising them for good behaviour.
think about your relationship with your parents - most people when they think about it realise that even as adults your paretns weild the most amazing power over you dont they?
imagine the invisilbe power you have as a parent. its great , its enormous its its......love.
your children crave it, they want it, show me affection show me love, ok i'll settle for a look my way. look at me look at me. ok ok err thats not working " bash" suddenly little baby just got hit in the face with a tractor and all holy shit let loose.
even as adults we want out parents approval and affection. your kids need to see this.
but you dont need to be nice all the time. if you think you are doing your best to strike that balance and your kids still act like little gits, then punish them.
i used to punish wth isolation from the rest of family for a while.
its about being aware of yourself enough to strike that balance of remembering to praise good behaviour, good manners,
and most of all - recognise they want to be involved with you. they want to help you shopping, cleaning, cooking. they want to help you they love your praise, just let them polish a talbe or something.
y' know what. my mum used to give my eldest son a paint roller and washing up bubbles. - my son then used to "paint" the wall in the garden with foam. sometimes she even let him do it in the house ( i wouldnt but she did)
that ultimatley illustrates how useful they want to be becuase they want to hear " how could i ever manage without you...thats so wonderful, how helpful are you, please will you help me tomorrow?
they love it when you beg. and pretend cry. " oh such a beautiful picture for my wall, will you do me anothe one? a flower"
"i do you a house?"
"no please can i have a flower? plllllllllllllllease, < fake cry > pllllllllllleaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaase"
my kids used to stoke my hair or the one that made ( and still does) makes me piss miself is the condescending par on the back, with a resigned sigh and "okkkayy then"
oh i waffled a lot - what nice memories there ta v. much!