The other night the little man was having trouble falling asleep. I had been up there a few times. On one of the occasions there was this exchange:
MAMA: (Leaning over bed) Just close your eyes and think about things that make you happy...
ELIAN: (Reaches up and grabs one of my breasts) Like Mama's boobies...
Jeeeeesh, like father like son.
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