Last night, during dinner.

I’m showing Eric some of the signs we learned in class on Tuesday. One of them is "please", making a circle with your hand flat across your chest (not to be confused with "yummy" which is the same motion across the belly).

"So, you can do, ‘Please can I have more milk’," I said, doing the sign for more (fingertips all together on both hands, bumping together) and milk (like milking a cow with one hand god, I know don’t I already feel like a lactating farm animal) to Lucy in her booster seat.

Eric leans across the table, and does the please sign across my breasts with a squeeze.

"Could it mean, ‘Please can I grab your boobie?’"

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