No, I don't know why I decided on that title, it's got nothing to do with what I wanted to blog about.
I am home alone tonight and got the girls to bed. Then cleaned up a bit and it was just me and the boy, hanging out. He started rubbing his eyes, I knew the end of his day was soon, so I lowered the lights and laid down with him on the couch for some cuddle time. Him, being a boy, decided my breast was too near him to ~not~ have in his mouth, so he rooted around. He just finished an entire jar of bananas (oh yeah, we started solids this past week) and I knew he wasn't hungry, but what the hell, I gave in.
There he is, half nursing and half playing. Then it got funny. He'd nurse like 3 mouthfuls, let go, yell in his new found baby scream, then grasp back on for some more milk. It went on and on like this.
You'd think that was the funny part. But after doing this for awhile, I wondered if I even had a good flow coming out so during one of his yells, I grabbed my nipple between my fingers, tugged and squeezed a little bit, and promptly squirted myself in the eye.