MamaMolly
02-06-2011, 12:48 AM
Is there anything cuter than a preschooler pretending to nurse? :heartbeat:
We were going shopping and Lula insisted on bringing 'baby Olga' her Cabbage Patch baby. Yes, she named it herself. No, I don't know where Olga came from. We are in the car when we hear from the back seat:
Lula: 'Mommy? Olga is a GOOD baby. She haves free teef.' (that's three teeth to you and me. Blended sounds are still hard for her.) 'She don't bite my nursies when she eats. She is a GOOOOOOOD baby. Ooooooooooh, my nursies are sore! Ouchie! They hurt! They must be FULL of milk. I need to nursie.' (here she cradles the doll to her chest and makes swallowing noises.) Mmmmmmm that feels better, but that nursie is outta milk. I need to switch sides.'
I couldn't breathe I was trying *so hard* not to laugh out loud. So we get home from the store, have dinner, etc. and she gets dressed for bed. I'm nursing Dolly on my bed and yell at Lula that she needs to get in bed. Lula walks in wearing:
pajamas
a dress my sister sent to ME for Christmas
a very sparkly necklace
AND!!
my nursing cover with Olga tucked underneath. I guess she dug it out of the diaper bag.
She promptly explains to me in a very loud whisper that she'll go to bed when Olga's done nursing. And Olga is asleep, and I need to be quiet. Think she might have heard that a time or two? ;)
We were going shopping and Lula insisted on bringing 'baby Olga' her Cabbage Patch baby. Yes, she named it herself. No, I don't know where Olga came from. We are in the car when we hear from the back seat:
Lula: 'Mommy? Olga is a GOOD baby. She haves free teef.' (that's three teeth to you and me. Blended sounds are still hard for her.) 'She don't bite my nursies when she eats. She is a GOOOOOOOD baby. Ooooooooooh, my nursies are sore! Ouchie! They hurt! They must be FULL of milk. I need to nursie.' (here she cradles the doll to her chest and makes swallowing noises.) Mmmmmmm that feels better, but that nursie is outta milk. I need to switch sides.'
I couldn't breathe I was trying *so hard* not to laugh out loud. So we get home from the store, have dinner, etc. and she gets dressed for bed. I'm nursing Dolly on my bed and yell at Lula that she needs to get in bed. Lula walks in wearing:
pajamas
a dress my sister sent to ME for Christmas
a very sparkly necklace
AND!!
my nursing cover with Olga tucked underneath. I guess she dug it out of the diaper bag.
She promptly explains to me in a very loud whisper that she'll go to bed when Olga's done nursing. And Olga is asleep, and I need to be quiet. Think she might have heard that a time or two? ;)