Wednesday, May 21, 2008

Recognizing Boobies

This morning I sat Eamon up on our bed so he could play while I got dressed. As I walked between the bathroom and the closet (shirtless and braless, I should add), I stopped to smile at him. He looked at me and then looked down and stared at my breasts with great interest. His eyes went back and forth, back and forth. I saw a look of recognition and something akin to comprehension come over his face. Like, "Wait a minute, I know those!" It was wild. And I'm not gonna lie, I was a little taken aback. He was so riveted. I wonder what he made of it. Does he connect what he saw with his greatest source of comfort and his primary source of food?

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