Alyvia's sitting in my lap like always. Bit fussy, but no big deal, right? Well, .i'm wearing one of my spaghetti-strap shirts with no bra like I usually do when .i'm bumming around the house. And if .alyvia wants a boob, I just drop a strap and whip one out.
Well, little miss clever grabbed the front of my shirt, yanked down, and leaned forward trying to find a nipple! smart little bugger! She knew exactly where the good stuff was! She was helping herself to my boobs!