(Mason sitting on my lap and looking at me....Mason starts rubbing on my chest.)
Mason: "Momma....these are your boobs!!!" (laugh, snicker)
Momma (holding back a laugh and pulling his hands off of my chest): "Mason, we don't say that."
Mason: "Momma...what are these???"
Momma (trying to be anatomically correct and teach my son something in this hilarious moment): "Those are my breasts."
Mason: "No momma...those are your boobs. Boobs. Boobs. Boobs!!!!!!"
Momma: "Mason, stop saying that."
Mason: "Momma, I need some juice."
Tuesday, August 12, 2008
Boob Man Jr.
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LOL!! James asks me "what's that?" all the time when I am nursing Andrew, even though I've told him a million times. Every once in a while he says he wants to help, so he puts his hands gently on them. He takes after his father!
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