This morning I had to pump some milk because Bobby and I actually have a date tonight (woot! woot!) and Sophia will need a bottle while we’re out. So, I hauled out the ol’ Medela Pump-n-Style and hooked myself up. Soon Joshua wandered up to take a look at the action. He’s always fascinated when I pump, and sometimes when I nurse Sophie, he says, “Are you gonna pump some milk?†and is always rather disappointed when I answer in the negative. Today, however, was his lucky day and he got a great dose of pumping excitement. He leaned in for a bird’s-eye view, let out a loud gasp, and exclaimed, “Mommy! Your private parts is moving!â€
I burst out in an uncontrollable fit of giggles. He started laughing because I was laughing. “You’re right. The pump is making them move,†I explained.
Eventually he grew bored watching and went to play with his trains like a normal child (shew!), but when I was done he came back to watch me de-tangle myself from the apparatus. “Mommy!†he cried, “Your private parts are not moving anymore! (Pause, concerned look, pause), “It doesn’t hurt does it?â€
Awww, genuine concern! I’m so glad to know he actually cares about me and isn’t just using me for entertainment!