It's amazing how much more we talk about both boobs and bodily functions around here now that Gabbie has arrived. (As a side story: Aaron really didn't think we'd talk about poop very much. Now he calls at lunch and asks if she's pooped yet today. Heh.)
Me (at Gabbie): Are you ready? Are you ready for some boob juice?
Him: Did you really just ask her if she wanted boob juice?
Me: Totally.
Me: It's like sleeping potion. My boobs get near her and she falls asleep.
Him: Well, they never put me to sleep, if you know what I'm saying.
Me: *Groan*
Him (to Gabbie): Here comes the angry red boob! You mistreated it and it got angry. It's kind of like a Hulk boobie.
Me (in my head): Mastitis sucks! (no pun intended)
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HA! That last little exchange totally had me laughing out loud. Hulk boobie! You can't even imagine the picture I have in my head right now...
ba dum chhh!
at least you have a sense of humor about it!
nice!
Sorry to hear about your mastitis! Ugh!! Hopefully your boob will be feeling better soon!!
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