My kids saw my friend breastfeed sans Hooter Hider about a month ago. Ever since then, their interest in my boobs has increased tenfold.
Not being a huge fan of being molested by my two and three year olds, I've been telling them, "Please don't touch my body. My body is private".
Great start. Then one day I got super irritated because Bubbi wouldn't lay off my tits, so I told her, "Play with your own boobs!"
Opps. Not so smart, mommy.
Now her favorite thing to do is pull out the neck of her shirt, reach down to pinch her boob (ok, nipple) and say, "LOVE MY BOOB!!"
About this blog
If you're looking for me to brag about how cute my kids are (which they are) or talk about how much weight I did or didn't lose this week, you are in the wrong place! I have a Facebook account for that. This blog is about the blunt truths of parenting, tips and tricks of the trade, some addicting mommy junk and all the other disgusting hilarity that ensues when you have kids...especially two kids only 12 months apart like myself.