Politeness

I love how polite my little boy is these days! So polite, knowing how to say please/"eez" when he wants something.

Only he's quite certain that by this new found word must mean that he gets anything he wants. And he gets quite upset when you have to say no to his request. This usually results in a barrage of "eez"es that get louder and louder and more impatient. But it's really very cute, the way he scrunches up his nose and bares his teeth when he says it. Sometimes he's not even sure what he wants, he just "eez"es into the thin air hoping magical wonderful things will materialize before his eyes. And when he does get something that he is asking so nicely for, he wants to make sure he gets everything he can out of it. As soon as you hand it to him, he will shove it beside him and reach out and ask again. For what? I don't always know. But he tries to ride the "eez" boat as long as possible, as if it is a temporary potion of sorts.

His other new obsession is cheezy puff balls. Andy got a monstrous container of them at the store the other day, and they are both having a great time. For the first day I kept them on top of the fridge and only brought them out a couple times, but then he figured out where I keep them. So, I now have to face tantrums whenever he is stretching up the fridge "eez"ing for all the world to hear. I think he would eat them all day if I let him. Even notwithstanding the health aspect, I'm not too keen on having orange furniture and clothes.