What about bob?
I'm going to revisit a post. I know, I'm boring as fuck, but you know what? I already knew that. Really though, I'm just going about my daily routine and including you with me. What it's really like, I posted that a year ago or so, with a 10 month old Memphis and a video of him being a weirdo at the boob. I'm going to revisit that, without the video (right now) only because I don't have a video to share today. Instead, I'll share this pic. And also, this one. So as you can see, he is still my little boobie boy. It's quite a bit different now than it was a year ago. So much so, some days I wonder if it's the same child. You can see in that top pic he's a two boob nurser. One in his mouth and one in his hand and it doesn't work for him any other way no matter where we are or who is around. Gods love her, my little niece was a little freaked out and maybe even a little grossed out by his overwhelming need to nurse this last we