In hindsight, perhaps we did nurse too long.

I came into the kitchen aftering hear ing my son talking to something. A peek around the corner revealed the following scene:

Daniel was sitting on the floor next to an upside down laundry basket. Underneath, was one of my bras. Every so often, he'd stick a finger through one of the basket's holes, poke the bra and say, "Don't cry boob. Don't cry!"

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[Cousin Erka]

That's precious! He's just too cute! Love you all and miss you like CRAZY!! <3