I know why

Nursing a toddler (!) has taught me the real reason that breasts are soft….

And it’s because when that little one launches herself head first with high velocity at your chest, rosy lips parted, for a suckle or a kiss or a raspberry, those soft squishy places to land assure you that the only kind of tears that are coming are those of laughter.


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