After peeking under my nursing cover, "Mom! Aunt Holly is feeding Caroline out of her booties!" (Yes, she calls them booties.)
"Aunt Holly what's wrong with your belly?" "What do you mean?" "Well... It's scrambled!"
"Mom why can't you feed Charlie out if your booties? Because Aunt Holly would get mad?"
My sisters have both observed their little ones pulling up their shirts to feed their babies like me.
While helping her mom babysit the twins, "Aunt Holly. I'm calling you on my microphone. Caroline spit up her peas. Call me back. Officer out."
After peeking under my cover while I was pumping, "What is that thing?" Me: "it helps get milk out of my body to feed the babies in a bottle." "Oh!" Then, to my grandpa, "Gramps do you hear that pumpy thingy? It's getting the milk out of Aunt Holly's booties!"
Every single time I change a dirty diaper, "Ew! Did he go poop?"
While feeding Charlie, "Aunt Holly what are those things?" "Oh Charlie is eating." "Eating? He's EATING YOU?!"
I sing a night time song to the babes every time I put them down for a nap. My niece has started singing her version of the song to her doll, "it's beddy time, it's beddy time.."
Love those girls.
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