Friday, 23 July 2010
Weaning whining
Just a quick post this morning, between shovelling spoonfuls of smushed weetabix into Squeaky. It's her that's meant to wear a bib at feeding time, right? So why is it me that ends up wearing her food? It serves me right, I guess, I'm normally still in PJ's or undies when she has her breakfast, but I'm actually dressed today. With weetabix stains on my left boob. Stylish.
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