I'm not going to play the whole, "Do you see it?" "Do you see it now?" game because this is not a photo of baby spew on my shoulder. It is, clearly, a photo of my breasts. So I've directed your eyes to a particular spot and I'd thank you to keep them there (although it might be a little late for modesty).
This picture is from the archives when Zig was around 9 months old. And vicious. One did not withold the boob from this breastfeeding monster without swift recourse. And so, witness above, the impatient scratches we henceforth named The Zigmata.