Not verbally, but she motorboats me and that usually gets the point across.
Bwahahaha! I know the feeling! Jack yanks my shirt down as hard as he can and buries his face in there, that's always fun when you're out shopping. I'm going to end up on "People of Walmart" one of these days!
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He's only done it like 3 times. It involed tugging at my shirt and kind of coming at me with an open mouth. Each time was when we were out and it was well past bedtime and therefore past nursing time.
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Not verbally, but she motorboats me and that usually gets the point across.
Bwahahaha! I know the feeling! Jack yanks my shirt down as hard as he can and buries his face in there, that's always fun when you're out shopping. I'm going to end up on "People of Walmart" one of these days!
G does this when we're out shopping too. That shopping cart seat is the perfect height for her to really get a good grip on the neck of my shirt. It's come really close to indecent exposure a few times.
If she's really hungry at home she'll climb up on my lap and start beating on my chest.
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Bwahahaha! I know the feeling! Jack yanks my shirt down as hard as he can and buries his face in there, that's always fun when you're out shopping. I'm going to end up on "People of Walmart" one of these days!
Haha, that's too funny!
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G does this when we're out shopping too. That shopping cart seat is the perfect height for her to really get a good grip on the neck of my shirt. It's come really close to indecent exposure a few times.
If she's really hungry at home she'll climb up on my lap and start beating on my chest.
This is us too!
Haha!
Yes, she says "na na" and pulls at my shirt, sometimes trying to get at me through my shirt.
The other day we were in line at target and DS kept signing milk to the lady behind us...haha.