Neck Obsession

Austen is obsessed with my neck. I'm not sure why, but he loves to knead his fists in the little divot where my collarbones come together, and he loves to pat from my shoulders to my jaw with his palms. He gets upset if I have on a fleece that zips up to my chin, and of course lately upset = whine, then cry, then full-on meltdown. It feels almost cheap of me to unzip just to get him to stop fussing.

Posted by Lori in parenthood at 1:46 PM on April 11, 2006

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Not cheap at all.

In fact? Priceless!

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Not cheap at all.

In fact? Priceless!

Posted by: ratphooey [TypeKey Profile Page] at April 11, 2006 5:00 PM

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