Flora is fascinated by breastfeeding. Since we’ve brought Michael home, and she has seen me in action with him at the boob, she’s been reaching up under her shirt to feel her nipples. I can tell her thoughts are something along the lines of “My nipples don’t look like Mommy’s. And nothing comes out of them. When can I feed a baby?”
The other night, Kate was pretending to be a baby and sitting in Flora’s lap. Michael was nursing.
Flora said to Kate, “Do you want to suck on my nipples, baby?”
Kate and I said, emphatically and at the exact same time: “NO!”