Wednesday, September 27, 2006
babies and boobies
He's confused. Jackson that is. He seems to think my breasts are the baby. He alternates patting my belly and my boobs. Granted, they are enormous - both belly and boobs. Ugh. But it's getting silly to walk down the grocery store aisle with him in the front seat patting my chest and saying "baby!" Finally, exasperated, I pointed first to my stomach and said "baby!" and then pointed to my breasts and said "boobies!" I probably should have used the appropriate term - breasts. But whatever, he gets it now. And he thinks it's hilarious! He points to my stomach and says "baby!" then to my chest and says "boobies!" At that point he cracks up into a fit of laughter. At least I amuse him.