Be Sweet?

Maybe my Mother knew I would need extra reminders to play nice growing up- thus why every time I left the house I heard " Be Sweet!" behind me. 

Sometimes even as an adult its hard to "be sweet."

When Bristol throws her head back in anger and gets me right on the nose. 

When Matt puts his dirty clothes NEXT to the hamper instead of in it. EVERDAY. 

When you are sitting in traffic and a car zooms by you in the break down lane, only to cut the line of 50 plus cars. This makes me want to yell out my window like a preschooler,

" Hey, you cut me!" 

Sometimes its not easy to practice self control and play nice. More often than not instead I take the easy way and say exactly what I think. 

I know its not January yet but I would like to start my resolution early - to be sweet, play nice, and think before I speak. 

I mean shouldn't we all?