So I'm trying to take an example from my childhood, where my grandmother used to make us say, "Please, beautiful Gramma?" whenever we wanted a cookie, and put it into practice with my 2-year-old.
But the conversations to remind him to say "Please, beautiful Mommy" instead of just "Please" go more like this:
Him: "Milk! Milk! Milk!"
Me: "What do you say?"
Me: "Please what?"
Him: "Please what."
Me: "No, Please beautiful...."
Him: "Beautiful mommy, beautiful Mommy, BEAUTIFUL MOMMY!!!!!"
Me: "OK! Uh, what did you want?"
It's just like Abbott and Costello live right in my house. Only I'm, wait, which one is the fat one? Hey, I shouldn't be so hard on myself, I have lost 20 pounds since we saw the fertility docs again. So I'm doing good.
Anyway...it's slow going, but he's sort of getting it. And I don't care what anyone says, it's completely adorable, and if I'm not getting that kind of support from Matt, I should at least be getting it from my boy.
Such a sweetie.