Owen and Breastfeeding

Scott and Karin and their 2 kids are with us for a little vacation this week. Karin is nursing their youngest, little 5mo old Park, and Owen is totally fascinated with the details of the process. Karin is great about it. Their conversation has gone something like this:

Owen: What's he doing?

Karin: Eating.

No he's not.

Yes he is

Where is he eating?

He's eating milk

Where from?

My body.

How does he eat from your body?

My body makes milk after he was born and he drinks it.

Can i see?

Then sophie, who had been moping over not getting a tomogotchi this afternoon started giggling from her homework spot at the kitchen table and says, "Owen, that's what you did when you were a baby." (well, for a little bit, i guess)

Owen says,"Drinked from Mommy's tummy?"

Owen thinks about this and then says, "Mom, I was sleeping when i was drinking from your body."

All of us start laughing because of his funny description and Owen is just hovering, vulture-style trying to catch a glimpse of this mysterious body part that produces milk for babies.

Then i decide to clarify a few things,

"It's called Breastfeeding, Owen. Heavenly Father gave moms breasts (more giggling) people sometimes call them boobs (serious giggling with intermitten snorting) and babies drink milk from them until they can eat regular food.

"Ohhh," he says, "cuz baby tyler was drinking from Beth-es body too. I saw him. He was sleeping and drinking at the same time."

Sophie, still giggling, can't get over that i said boobs to owen says, "This is way better than a Tomogotchi."


p.s. Uncle Scott has the same body as Dad but a different head.