Well...it is official. Roanin is growing up. Two nights ago, Roanin had his last bottle. We have been slowly tapering it off, kind of putting off the final bottle. He has been down to one bottle after dinner for about a week. I think the end of this has been harder for Mommy and Daddy than for the baby. Giving a bottle is such a bonding experience. There is nothing more special than having another person totally relax in your arms and be dependent on you for food. But true to form: Roanin handled it like a champ. Just like when he stopped nursing, he didn't skip a beat, but his parents went through a little grieving process. How crazy to watch your little one grow up right before your eyes. But we are now trying to live by my dad's (Papa) philosophy on the subject: "so long bottle...bring on the steak!"
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