Today Evelyn ran into the room and said, “Michael’s going to eat me! Ahhh!”

Later I was sitting on the sofa nursing Jonas. Evelyn came into the room and flopped around on the floor and said, “Mama, I need miiiiiiillllkk! Where’s my botttllle!”

I told her I was busy nursing Jonas and that she would have to go find her bottle.

“No, Mama. You find my bottle!”

I rolled my eyes at her and told her she would need to find her bottle. She got up and walked over to Jonas and I and lifted up her shirt.

“Mama, Evelyn will feed Jonas the Mama milk. You go find my bottle.”

Charming.