I knew this conversation was coming, so I decided to just take it head on. The first time I sat down to nurse the baby, Ladybug had to investigate, "what she doing?", "she bite you?" So I tried to maturely explain to my two year old what the baby was doing and how mommy could give the baby special milk. She seemed satisfied with the explanation ("good baby. baby, it okay, you eat.") Soon daddy came home and little Ladybug went running to him with her shirt held high to show her own naked chest and saying, "daddy look! milk for baby!"
which isn't half as bad as her sister. I sat down on the couch to nurse Ladybug as a baby, with Butterfly sitting next to me and daddy next to her. She looked at me, looked at her dolly, and then tried pulling up her own shirt in attempt to nurse the dolly. Since she was wearing a onesie, it didn't work. So she looked at me, looked at daddy and began pulling up his shirt and trying to nurse her dolly on him! He was quick to stop her and I was quick to burst into laughter.
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