My mother was visiting the other day. DD asked for a feed and came and sat on my knee.
Mother: Oh, is she still having breastmilk?
(DD sitting with her hand down my top simulating bfing on whatever bare skin she can find - me thinking 'WTF do you think?!')
I went for a confused, 'Yes of course she is,' in a tone implying, 'Why wouldn't she be?'
DD starts feeding.
Mother: Is she actually swallowing?
Me: (Thinking 'Of course not, that's why they call it breastsucking nowadays.')
I thought we'd done well to get to 19 months without too many comments. I knew that blardy woman would just have to bring it up.