Do you ever have one of those moments, where you think to yourself: "I will remember this for the rest of my life." Yesterday I had one of those. We were running errands in the afternoon, and the library was our last stop. Everyone was tired, and he had just had enough. So I scooped him up and we sat down on a stool in an empty aisle full of books. And as I nursed him, I thought to myself: "When I have grey hair and wrinkles and so many happy memories, this will be one that I will always fondly remember. The time I breastfed my 15 month old son in the middle of the library, while the was sun setting on a hot summer's day".