Friday, April 5, 2013

No Privacy

The other morning as I was getting dressed, Silas begged to nurse: "Miss-owwww. Miss-owwww." (I *think* that word comes from my asking, "Do you want to nurse at all?" but really, who knows with toddlers?)

When I took off my shirt, he pointed to my breasts and chirped, "Mom miss-ow right dere!"

He just looked so darn pleased that I had to laugh. Funny little human.

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