Just now a glob of half chewed pop tart fell out of Lauren's mouth and rolled onto her shirt. I picked it up, placed it back in her mouth, and then licked my fingers clean.
Only thinking about what I had done after the fact.
Essentially, I just licked my baby's crumb-y spit.
And now I'm an official mother.
Because rather than gagging on someone else's saliva, it made me hungry for pop tarts.
Enjoy your breakfast!
I'd say that was gross, but I may or may not have done the same thing a time or five...
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