Babysitting

Jay and I were to babysit for a friend's 2 sons.  One of them, we'll call him J for privacy's sake, is 4.  P is still a baby, although he isn't little... but anyway I digress.

Jay was running late, so it was me and 3 children, including Lily.  Thank God she was sleeping.  I don't like those odds of being outnumbered. Two was PLENTY, as you are about to see.

P was put to bed, and J and I were playing with a puzzle.  Lily was sawing logs next to us. 

J: Are you going to wake her up?  She's pretty.
(I didn't add that.  J really said that.  Smart boy)

Me: No, I'll wake her when you go to bed.  She'll want to eat when she wakes up.

J: Do you breastfeed?

Me: (shocked that a 4 year old puts these two events together) Yes I do.

J: Do you breastfeed little boys?

Me: Um, well, since Lily is a little girl, I breastfeed her.  But if she was a boy, I would still breastfeed her.  So, I would if I needed to.

J: Oh.


So I was relieved.  There are many awkward ways this could play out.  I mean, Medela doesn't even want people sharing their breastfeeding pumps.  Jay got there shortly after that.

Meanwhile, here is a picture of Lily.  See, she is pretty!