At dinner last night, Little dog decided he was done with solid foods and wanted to nurse. I was still eating so I told him he needed to wait. He then turned his attention to his brother, pleading with him to get up, and help him out of the high chair.
Big Dog's response: "I'm sorry Little Dog, I can't help you. I'd like to help you, but I don't have boobs. Mom does."
Pasta ala Fridge
12 years ago
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