Posted by: allisonbarton | January 17, 2009

Boobies Boobies Boobies

I put off posting about this, thinking that maybe one day it would be too much information about Alex’s funny little baby things. Or maybe it was inappropriate. Or maybe it just isn’t as funny as I think it is.

One of Alex’s first words was “Boobies.” It sounds more like “booboob,” but it definitely means Boobies.

If I happen to be wearing a low-cut shirt, or, honestly, anything that is not hugely baggy, he will pat my chest and say “booboob.” The patting only adds to the hilarity, because one of his few gestures of love and appreciation is a nice pat. The pats typically occur on the back of the person who is holding him. I guess I’m special.

He will point, pat, snuggle, attempt to bite, and push with all of his might onto my chest. I don’t know what he thinks he is doing with the pushing, but it doesn’t feel good. And the biting? Definitely one of the reasons I stopped nursing him earlier than I had planned.

As per usual, it’s fortunate for him that he has such a sweet face, puppy dog eyes, and a big beautiful smile.

Daddy Tickles


Responses

  1. Hahahahahahaha. I knew I loved that kid. He belongs at Smith. :)

  2. Oh yes, I remember those days when they would put their tiny hands down my shirt in public.

    I stopped nursing early too because of teeth and the thrill it gave the girls to feel be jump out of my skin.

  3. Heh – my kid calls them just plain old, “bah.”


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