"Just Like Kitties Do"

Kids are just the cutest... especially when they're related to you.  Here's a few funnies we've had lately.

My 3 year old niece and her daddy came to visit Baby James last week.  James woke up and started fussing, so I got ready to go to my bedroom to nurse.

Ally:  "Whatcha doin'?"
Me:  "I'm going to go feed the baby."
Ally:  "I can do it!"  -- She has a baby doll that she changes and feeds with a bottle.
Me:  "Well, I'm the only one who can feed James since he's nursing, because I'm the momma, and only mommas can nurse."
Ally:  "I. Can. Do. It.  I know how!"
Me:  "Not this way, baby girl.  Only mommas can nurse."
Ally:  "How come?"
Me, tired and not too sure how to explain this: "Why don't you come with me, and I'll just show you why you can't feed James."
Allly:  "OK!"

I start to nurse James, and Ally stares intently at him.

Ally:  "What's he doing on your tummy?"
Me:  "He's nursing.  That's how he gets milk."
Ally, after a pause:  "Oh.  Just like the kitties do."

Why didn't I think of that? ;)


Also last week, one of John's brothers and his family came to visit.  My SIL was nursing her baby while I was nursing James.  The 7 year old boy looked from James to his baby sister and frowned.

Nephew:  "Aunt Catie, James is really little."
Me: "Well, he was born a little early.  And your sisters and brother were all born a little late, so they were all a lot bigger than James."
The nephew was not impressed.  He looked at James again, and then his sister.  Then he looked at me, and his momma.

Nephew:  "Aunt Catie, I think that you need to let my momma feed James."

I love how their minds work.  His sister, who is fed by his momma, is big - momma must be doing a good job.  My baby, who is fed by me, is small - Aunt Catie needs to do better.  ;)

Baby pictures

 January 10, 2 am.  First time we get to see Little Man after the birth

 January 10 - first time Momma gets to hold the baby.

 First time Daddy gets to hold him - note that I couldn't give him up just yet ;)

 "See no evil, hear no evil, speak no evil."

 First 49ers game with Daddy!

 Finally going home - January 15

And we're home!

 The Dog meeting The Baby

 As you can see, we never get held.

 Or loved on, even by Grandparents.

 Or snuggled by Aunts.

 Or snooze with Uncles.

 Napping in our crib with our Winnie pillow from Grandma and Grandpa

 Naps are the best...

 First time going to Mass.  The Baby was an angel (of course), slept the whole time and didn't even move when the organ blared to life.  Go figure.