As I mentioned a few days ago, Dekker has started officially using manners. It still takes prompting probably 80-90% of the time, but it counts. “Please” and “thank you” are pronounced “dease” and “sisou.”
The other day, Dekker was in a particularly good mood for mimicking, and I took that opportunity to ask him to say all the polite words. Now that I know he can, and now that he knows that I know, we use them constantly. Every single time he wants something, I ask him to say please. Of course, being that he’s two, if I ask him to wait one minute, he responds with “Dease! Dease! Dease!” Its so sweet, and its hard to say know when he’s being so polite. I love him.
This evening, we decided to be lazy and order supper from the Red Bull. And by “decided” I mean that it was about 3:30 before I realized I hadn’t pulled my planned dinner out of the freezer. So take-out it is! Elvira and I ordered pasta dishes while Brady got a burger and fries. Dekker never eats enough to order something bigger than a kids meal, so we opted to feed him leftovers, and he could have tastes from our food. He was eyeing up Bradys french fries as soon as they arrived on the table. He pointed and whined. And whined. Brady said to Dekker “What do you say?” Dekker, wide eyed – “Fries.” What could we say?! Or do??! We gave him some fries. He is so adorable.
That was the highlight of my day 🙂 Now I am tired and heading to the tub. The last couple of days, we’ve been having dessert once Dekker is down, but we didn’t tonight, so perhaps I’ll get a snack in the tub like I’ve grown so accustomed to. I’m pretty sure there’s pumpkin pie in my fridge…