...so i had the title of this post picked out before having any idea what to post about. i figured that my posts lately have been a tad angst-ish and perhaps not terribly enjoyable to read. so i' ve been scrounging around my brain trying to think of a good tristanism or sam story to share with you, knowing that they've said and done the cutest things lately, but do you think i can think up one.single.thing? um, no.
but in going back into the archives of my brain, where things were kept much more tidy and organized before the chaos of 3 little ones hit me full force, i do recollect a cute tristanism that i don't believe i shared on the blog. probably because it involves boobies and i'd usually rather not post things about my boobies, but now that i'm breastfeeding an infant, they're pretty much a constant in our family's life right now, so why not add them to the blog as well?
so, a few months before i had ava, i was changing in my room while tristan was telling me some enthralling story, probably about a dragon and a snake and a t-rex all fighting together. he paused his storytelling as i put on my bra and then exclaimed, "those are the same milkers that you used to feed sam, mommy! i remember those!" and that made me laugh really really hard. it also makes me wonder: would men's fascination with breasts dwindle at all if they became officially known as "milkers"? no, probably not.