Playwright with writers' block. Probably in left fallopian tube.
Monday, August 28, 2006
And Then My Watch Melted And My Giraffe Caught On Fire
The other day, while breastfeeding, I made a decision not to pluck the long hairs growing from my nipples because I liked the way they curled around my baby’s nose and made him look like Salvador Dali.
I once heard of a toddler who had the habit of chewing her own hair and rubbing it over her mouth to soothe and comfort herself. Turns out she was craving attention from her Mum (who it was later discovered, had very hairy nipples). All part of the experience for your little one, but it did bring a smile. Love your blog.
11 comments:
Now that's entertainment!
You might rethink that decision if one of those hairs makes it up his nose and he sneezes milk from his nose all over you.
Ewwww.
Hysterical -- how about a picture of that?!?!?
Ova Girl... you are too much.
LOL! This is the best thing I've read all day.
LOL. several times.
Oh boy, something else to look forward to!
Too funny!
THIS IS SO FREAKING HILARIOUS! because i can so relate!
:)
I once heard of a toddler who had the habit of chewing her own hair and rubbing it over her mouth to soothe and comfort herself. Turns out she was craving attention from her Mum (who it was later discovered, had very hairy nipples). All part of the experience for your little one, but it did bring a smile. Love your blog.
omg so funny!
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