Dylan,
When you were a very little boy I enjoyed feeding you a bottle. I always tried to do my share of caring for you and the bottle helped me overcome the biological handicap Fate deals to all dads.
But sometimes it was a pain. To hold you and hold your bottle for you meant I didn't have any surplis capacity for other important things, like grabbing the remote control or scratching my nose. Many were the feedings that I reminded myself that one day you'd be able to manage a bottle on your own.
Ta da! That day has come. And it's a good thing, too because when you start school next week it will be required of you.
At home we can lay you on the floor with your head propped up a little on the boppy and you'll hold your bottle with both hands and drink it down while watching Baby Einstein.
Dad
Tuesday, September 05, 2006
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