"Daddy can have Sister, and I'm going to have you," Ashlinn told me this evening.
"But I need to feed Sister right now," I told her.
"No," she said as she jumped into my lap. "There's not enough room for Sister."
"How about Daddy brushes your teeth while I feed Sister, and then you can sit with me."
"No," she answered. Then she leaned over her sister and said something that sounded like "Ch-sh-ch-sh."
I looked at her, puzzled.
"I just brushed Sister's teeth. She can't have anymore Mommy milk tonight." Then she leaned back in my lap, clearly pleased with herself.
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