Mama Mary riding her donkey
Bunny: I'm Mama Mary! (she calls most moms by mama or mommy and then their name)
Bunny: OK! Glory to the newborn king! Peace on earth and NURSIES mild!
(She then shoved Baby Jesus up her shirt and sang-- Baby Jesus better not cry, Santa Claus is coming to town!)
Playschool Boy: Glory to God in the highest! (He attends a local Catholic school and was just in the school Christmas play last evening!)
Nursing Baby Jesus
This will most likely be the last Christmas that Bunny is nursing. I can see an end in sight. Her latch is getting lazy and it is becoming less and less comfortable for both of us. She likes to rub my lips and I think she will continue that long after she gives up on nursing. I would like to continue as long as we are both happy with it, but I see the day coming when we move onto snuggles and book reading rather than nursing. I will miss it. It is nice to have something to force me to sit down and take a break from all the things that need doing, and just be. I need to make a point to just be with her. Both with and without little sister. Nursing or not.