in an effort to continue the funny:

the week after Baby B was born, we took our first real outing to my brother’s house. After our arrival, Baby B was hungry, so we snuck away to latch on, then i draped a blanket over my shoulder and the babe, and we walked back out to the group.

My 2-year-old nephew looked at me, and then asked his mom, “Where did the baby go?”

love it.