Sylvia, about thirty minutes after her 'supposed to be going to sleep' nursing. Bouncing around as usual 'I want to nurse!'
Me 'You already did nurse.'
Sylvia 'I did not! I just had milk from your button.'
Me '...'
Sylvia 'If I don't nurse, I will die!'
Me 'I see'
Sylvia 'You don't want me to die, do you?'
Monday, October 29, 2007
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2 comments:
well now, that's a pretty tough one to argue with! LOL!
Wat een kind!
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