conversations with zibby

August 19th, 2008

Today Zibby sat on an egg to see what would happen.
It broke.
I was nursing Henry back down to his nap while this took place.
I came out and thought the cat barfed on the rug.
No, ZIbby says. Its an egg. I was a mother hen and I sat on it.

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The other day, as we are leaving for my LLL meeting:
Zibby: I sure am glad we are going to LLL meeting
Me: You are? Why?
Zibby: I am having some breastfeeding problems.
Me: Oh, really? Whats going on?
ZIbby: When I nurse my baby at night, she bites my nipple.
Me: Mmm. Yes, that is a problem.

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