Friday, August 3, 2007


Our house was filled with friends. It was Tom's 30th birthday. Peter, at two months, was a crankypants. Finally, I took him to the bedroom to wind down.

A few minutes into that nursing session, Peter made eye contact with me and smiled. His first "milk grin."

Much as I adore those milk grins, I think Tom likes them even more. He loves to get Peter laughing in the middle of a feeding, watching that little tongue dart like a reptile's as he laughs open-mouthed without ever releasing his latch.

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