"Aww, it's like Hands Across America...but with boobs."
From AmyPT de Blanco de Sinki: http://blancodesinki.blogspot.com/
Seriously, let's all give ourselves nice gold stars for such intelligent and civil comments. Even those of you who disagreed did so thoughtfully and brought interesting insights to the debate. It's sad that breastfeeding can inspire real unpleasantness on both sides and I was expecting the trolls and "sanctimommies" (another great one from pnuts mama, who needs to get a blog already AHEM) to come a-runnin'. But no! I love when I get pleasa
It is HOT. I hate hot weather in the best of times, but yesterday it was 96 degrees, my high-needs, larger, fluffier cat decided that my lap was the place to be (dumb shit, when I WANT to pet him he's nowhere to be found, yesterday he lovvveeesss me), or my dog was snuggled next to me with her hot stinky breath, or Maggie needed to be on my lap and "gwab some hair." We fled to my aunt and uncle's house in the burbs for the afternoon. With central air. And a POOL. Maggie loved the pool. We got in and her first words were "this is going to be GREAT!"
And it was.
Today it's going to be even more hot, so we're going to the play area at the mall. I HATE the mall. HATE. HATE. But they have a Lord of the Flies-esque play area and air conditioning and my high energy kid can run around like a maniac, which is enough for a day like today. And they have cookies. We like cookies.