I say, "Nice to meet you Momma."
Whittaker then says to me as I am holding Harper, "C'mere, I feed you." Then lifts up the right side of his shirt exposing his right "nickle" and then repeats, "C'mere, I feed you." As he pats his "nickle."
As if this wasn't enough, we went to church and after service Barrett headed upstairs to get Whittaker from his class and the teacher informed him that Whittaker nursed one of the dolls infront of everybody (3,4 and 5 years olds). He actually lifted up his shirt and put the baby doll to his "nickle" and said, "I need a feed him....OUCH!...he bite me...be careful!"
What did you teach your kid this week?