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May 24, 2008


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So sweet!

Speaking of nipples. I realize this joke has worn thin. But when I posted this ring I had to send you the link. It may be the nippliest subconcious creation yet.


Yeah, right.

For the longest time after #3 came along, he would cry and my oldest would say, "I told you we shoulda got a cat."

I am expecting my first, and you've just educated me. Now cringing in pain, and lecturing my unborn daughter about biting mommy.
While my parnter is the background, shouting, "so they bite, big deal that's what they do." I am thinking of biting him.

Ouch! I remember those days...

Aww, dude. Look at your little optimist!

good luck q.

I weaned my second earlier then I planned because he was a biter.

Until then, that's what callouses are for. Eh?

When I was pregnant with #1 and reading everything in sight I remember reading about "conditioning" your nipple for breastfeeding. I'm on my third baby now and fail to see what that could possibly accomplish other than getting my husband all excited.

May you be that lucky.

awww poor Q. Here's hoping this one isn't a biter.

We've got just the opposite, FOM-- our son has never been a biter, but now his little sister likes to keep us on our toes by trying out those front teeth on any body part she can get ahold of.

She can dream, can't she? What is it with boys and biting? My girls---not a nibble. The boy? A few good chomps so far.

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