Iain's favorite bedtime book right now is Cloudy with a Chance of Meatballs. However, he refuses to enunciate.
So I say: "What do you want to read?" and he says
"Clow Chs Mittbls."
And I say, "Iain, say it properly: 'Cloudy' 'With' 'A' 'Chance' 'Of' 'Meatballs.'" I carefully form each syllable, and I end the words firmly, with feeling.
He says, "Quite!"
Last night, I said, "Iain, say it nicely."
And he said, I SWEAR, "Nicely."
[Day One: Yay! All happy on the western front.]
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