Try Again

Salvatore and I took our nightly bath together again this evening.  I had to wash my hair, so I pulled the nozzle down and let him play with it while I washed and conditioned.  I always ask for it back and he willingly hands it over so I can rinse.  Then he said, "Gimme it back, mama."  I reminded him that that is not the correct way to ask for it.  We have really been practicing his manners lately and how to correctly make requests and speak to others.  Usually, he instantly corrects himself and says, "May I please have it, mama?"  Not this time.  He stared at me for a minute, and then (sarcastically) said, "Okay ummmm, HI MAMA, how are you, gimme it back!"  Nice try.  Really.  Nice.  Try.  Again.