miss phoebe

our little grew is growing up. she's the greatest helper with her baby brother walter. today we were reading her new miss spider books. walter was sitting near us in his bouncer. he was starting to stir and kick his legs and phoebe noticed. "mommy, walter's getting agitated." agitated? really, my sweet baby two-year-old??? lol.

then in bed tonight she said "walter nurses. i don't need to. i don't like your boobies." ouch, okay. i realize we had a different relationship since i had to return to work after she was born and try to keep that nursing bond with her at lunch and nighttime which didn't end up working. i so wish she would have nursed beyond ten months. ah well.