I am now observing my wonderful husband give our gorgeous, hilarious son his dinner. We’ve been working on some sign language and it’s been going well so far. He can sign “more” and “eat” and “milk” but hasn’t yet gotten the hang of “mama” or “bath” or “please” or “simultaneous communication.” We’ll get there.
He CAN feed himself with a spoon now, but it’s a little messy.
I’ve been working on “please” for the past couple of weeks, with scant success. The critter did it once or twice in response to an offer of cheese, but hasn’t been too interested in doing it again. Dave, being the bacon lover that he is, decided that the critter should have turkey bacon as his protein tonight for dinner. He was in charge, so as long as it was cut up into small enough pieces, I was fine with it.
Dave gave him an appetizer piece and then asked the critter to sign “please” to get another piece. Ladies and gentlemen, bacon WORKS.