It's Called a Boobie

Muffin is my sensitive little cuddle bug. She loves tolay in my lap while I rub her hair, face, arms and back. She would probably do this all day long if I had the patience! She even tells me exactly how to do it: "No, don't do it harder little Mommy, just like this." Or "Get the back part of my ear." Yes, it's quite entertaining. At least she knows what she wants! Anyway, this morning we were sitting on the couch cuddling while I talked to my sister on the phone. I was telling my sister that Muffin had her head on my chest and I was rubbing her face. Muffin pipes up and says, "No Mommy, it's called a boobie! Marcus has a chest." Thanks, Muffin, for clearing that up. This comes from our discussion a few months back when I explained that girls have boobies. She asked if Marcus had boobies, and I said no, Marcus is a boy, so he has a chest. At least I know she understands!

This picture is for my Mom and Sister. I did her hair! She let me do a braid after her morning shower, and kept it in all day! Amazing accomplishment.

And I will leave you with the thought of Mr. Baby making dinner in the kitchen. I like to train them early. ;)