Mster walked up to me on the couch today and asked to see my stomach. (open your stomach) I did and she told me that baby brother had woken up and was hungry. Then she ran off to presumably get food. I was interested in what she was going to bring her brother. She brought him a breast pump.
Also...I asked Mster if she wanted to feel baby brother kick. She looked at me, looked at my stomach and started forcably telling him to not kick and that kicking was mean. Over and over again.
2 comments:
kicking is mean! good for Mster.
You have raised her well.
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