This morning I put it on the counter as usual, but I only put caps on two of the bottles for some reason. M&M (my daughters Mia and Melanie) were making their lunches for the day and one of them knocked over a bottle one of the fullest bottles. My brain went a little haywire as I saw the crime scene. Breast milk oozing off my counter, droplets of it sitting askew, and most of it haphazardly wiped up with paper towels-trying to hide the evidence. What was I to do? Should I yell at M&M? Should I cry? Should I call CSI? I COULD NOT just throw it in the garbage. What a waste that would be.
So I did it. I gathered up the paper towels and then grabbed a few more towels to make sure I wiped up every last drop. Then I carried it ever-so-carefully over to my dogs food dish and wrung those suckers out!! Yep, I fed my breast milk to my dog. I did it. I admit it. I will do it again.
I just couldn't waste it and I couldn't wring it out and feed it to my babies, so I had to feed it to someone.
I'm sorry Joe (our dog). I won't tell the neighbor dogs what happened if you don't.
1 comment:
I worry about the cheese and crackers for dinner...you wouldn't...oh no, you wouldn't!!
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