Cause and Effect

I was nursing T-Boogie in bed this morning, partly because I'm lazy, and partly because my back is killing me and I know it's supposed to be good to nurse in her glider, I quit using the Boppy when she was big enough to sit in my lap and still reach the boob, I don't think I'm getting the support I need.

Anyway.

I was lying on my side while she nursed on Lil' Bit, and Ms. Perky was hanging loose in plain sight like a loaded cannon with a very short fuse. Evidently T-Boogie takes after her father and can't pass up a free boob even when she's got a perfectly good one monopolized. So she grabs Ms. Perky and squeezes my nipple before I had a chance to snatch her little fingers off, and sqirts herself in the face with milk.

She looked so shocked and confused, like "Where on God's green Earth did that just come from?" And I think she would have cried if I wasn't laughing so hard, because she looked up at me with that pouty do-something-or-I'm-going-to-start-wailing mouth, paused a second, and then blew a razzberry at me and started chuckling.

She's got to learn cause and effect somehow.

By the way, the razzberry thing is getting hilarious. I was holding her up in the air while I was lying on the couch yesterday, and we were blowing the at each other and cracking up...and pissing off P who was trying to watch a movie at the same time. Well yesterday, she got really into it and blew four or five in a row, and the spit bubble coming off her lips got so huge that when she blew the last one, it flew right into my mouth. Yuck! I was freaking out, and P was laughing too hard to get me a tissue.