McMa-ma

I should probably change the name of this blog to "boobybloog" because it seems like I visit here most often when something relating to breastfeeding happens.
Today as Littlun was drifting off for his nap, a thought occurred to him, and he said "Hot-hot-hot!" and waved his hands like he'd been burned.
"Hot?" I asked. "What's hot?"
"French fries!"
"Oh, are french fries hot?"
"Yeah. Good."
"Oh, french fries are good, too?"
"Yep," he said and went back to nursing.
Curious, I asked "Is ma-ma good?"
He stopped nursing long enough to exclaim, "Yeah!" and then fell asleep.