No way you can disappoint me, Daisy. I know who you are. My affection is already miles deep. It will just take on more specific shape and nuance on seeing you.
Aww. See now I'm going to get all teary, and I'm already a little drunk on gin and unexpected grandparent affection.
See now I'm going to get all teary,
There's no crying in baseball!
But this isn't baseball, it's friend schmoop. There's totally crying in friend schmoop.
::writes "Hec Hearts Daisy" in the windshield fog::
Ha! I was totally thinking about doing that a la Faith to juliana while she's at work.
JZ, I quit breastfeeding right around the same time. Em pulled my nipple about 6 feet away from my body and then shook her head like a rabid wolverine getting a kill. Joe had to peel me off the ceiling, it hurt so bad.
So yeah. Right there with you.
These people assaulting your breasts are smaller than you, right?
Yes.
Although based my my past dating habits and currents objects of lust, this seems to be a pattern in my case.
Hurting the boobs gets Mr. Jane placed on boob restriction until he can treat them with the proper respect.
Hurting the boobs gets Mr. Jane placed on boob restriction until he can treat them with the proper respect.
That's pretty much what happened to Matilda.
It's funny, Emmett was grinnier when he was an infant so I was actually a bit put-off by him getting teeth. It messed up his gummy smile. But she looks very cute when she smiles with just her two bottom teeth.
I love the upside down rabbit look on babies! No idea why it amuses me so, but it does.