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The Dangers of Breastfeeding

We have called our belly buttons as well as our nipples buttons for a long time now. Davis is aware that Alexander drinks milk from my buttons.

Today, Davis informed us that he has milk in his buttons. He was going to feed Emma and Max (the dog). It went something like this:

Davis: I have milk in my buttons.

Emma: giggling

Davis: Here Emma, drink it my milk. Go ahead. You'll like it. Taste it. (While walking toward her, lifting up his shirt. Then trying to grab her by the back of the head and shove her on. )

It was hysterical. Really. I was laughing so hard. And trying to nurse the baby. He tried to get Max to drink after Emma refused. Max was not having it either.

Who knew breastfeeding could be dangerous?
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Shannon said…
Mackenzie actually tried to feed the baby. Grandma stopped her though. Then, after watching me express a bottle, she lifted her shirt and tried to refill her sippy cup with milk. The expression on her face when it didn't work was priceless!!!
11:37 AM
Anonymous said…
hahahaha...Davis cracks me up, the funny thing is I can actually see him trying to do that!!! Way to stand strong Emma!!! Wow I love you guys!

Mimi

p.s. that is the funniest thing i've heard in like a week! love it thanks ab
6:40 PM
Cinnamon said…
LOL! Blaine was convinced that mine were called elbows and wanted to know why sissy ate from my elbows.
2:16 PM
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