At powwows NIP used to be everywhere. A common story, and it even happened to me once, was the toddler who got hurt and would run up to the nearest woman, lift up her shirt and try to get Nii-nii's.

I was 17 when I was just sitting and watching, when this little boy, who was dancing, fell and skinned his knee. I must have been wearing a similar shirt as his mama, because I could tell that is where his eyes homed in on with tears in his eyes. He ran over(less than a foot away) and lifted my shirt and latched on so fast I didn't even have time to realize what he was doing!
Then just as quickly let go, because, obviously I didn't have any milk for him, looked up at me with tears streaming, then got that look on his face that says, "Oh oh, this ain't my mama!" And took off to find his mama.
It was so fast, only my aunt who was sitting next to me even caught what had happened. She leaned over and said, "That's why I keep my shirt tucked in."


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