“He’s really getting big,” Amanda agreed, tickling Danny’s cheek.
“I just hope he doesn’t bite mama too much while he’s feeding. I don’t wanna be nursing a shark. That’s why I had to switch Rachel to formula when she was eighteen,” Joy commented. “Speaking of which, how is my little princess?”
“She’s been perfect, ate all her food and had quite a good couple burps for me too,” Sara told her.
Joy looked down at Rachel and smiled wickedly. “Uh-oh, I know that face. Looks like we’re about to have a little stink bomb here,” she joked.
Rachel shuddered and pawed at her tummy. Was she really that obvious? How could her mama be making fun of this? She was feeling absolutely humiliated and now all the adults were giggling and staring at her.