Wilson Says “Please”
Today the kids and I were having what has recently become a typical evening for the Manisfam. We had waited until Wilson woke from his nap, then we tried to fit a day's worth of errands into the few hours we had before Abby's daily activity. Today's activity was a swimming lesson, but could have just as easily been guitar lessons, t-ball, or a play-date. (Yes, she's totally overbooked, but the overlap between swimming and t-ball took us by surprise--something to do with the early daylight savings time--and swimming was finally done today.)
I'd gotten the kids loaded in the car after the lesson and was headed home to fix them a late dinner when Abby started moaning about how hungry she was. Then Wilson started shouting and grunting, "Want eat! Want eat!" I knew they weren't going to have the patience to wait for me to prepare something, so I did what any good mom would do...I went to the food court at the mall.
I ordered their food first, then went to Taco Time for mine. My food was ready long before theirs and Abby couldn't resist the temptation of the mexi fries accross the table from her. She repeatedly said, "Could I have another, please?" Wilson had polished off the 2 mexi fries that I had given him, then taking a cue from his sister, he said, "Eat anover, peas?" That's "Eat another, please" for those of you that don't talk Baby. As I sat in stunned silence, he started shouting "Anover, peas! Anover, peas!" I was so proud. Abby and I praised him profusely and he seemed very pleased with himself and kept up his good manners.