Anyway, we were in her apartment making dinner and she asked, "Mom, do you want to listen to some music?" "Sure," I replied. "What do you want to listen to?" "Whatever you've got," I said. She paused. "How about the Beatles?" "Great!"
After which she simply said, "Alexa, please play the Beatles."
What got me? Not the technology. It was that my daughter has such lovely manners that she says "please" to a machine. A small thing. But sweet. Like my daughter.