Charlie tried without success to ignore Pookie and the delicious sounds he was making. When he got dressed he leaned over them, nuzzling Pookie's fur and gave another needy lick to the unoccupied breast. "Mmm. G'morning, Pookie." He didn't make eye contact with his mom, but it was obvious he was struggling with weening himself.  "Im gonna a grab something from the kitchen and wait in the car. I don't...umm... wanna be late." He gave her a proper kiss but still lingered close to them, watching Pookie feed. He swallowed several times, knowing exactly what Pookie was feeling in thst moment.