Bye bye, bottle

So, we're back from Florida (about which I will post more later), and on to our next big adventure: weaning from bottles. I know, I know. They are almost two years old, and we're just doing this now? Well....

I was ready in December. Bub was not. Then, both boys got sick in January, and we (Bub) wanted to be sure that they drank enough and didn't get dehydrated. Then, there was some other lame excuse in February. Then, we (Bub) thought that they were still too young in March and we (me) were just too tired in April to even contemplate it. Well, we (me) are over it.

So, I lied.

I hid the two remaining bottles the day after we returned from Florida. When the boys asked about them, I lied and said that we left the bottles on the airplane and that the airplane went bye-bye to Africa. Why Africa? I have no idea. That's just what I blurted out. Do they care that their bottles are in Africa? Not necessary the Africa part, but they aren't enthused that the bottles are missing..... When I say "No. No bottles," at least one of them will reply with "bottle, airplane" in a very sad little voice. (Not sad enough for me to cave in, though.)

So, it's been a long week. We don't want to go to sleep without the bottles, and at about 2am we are sqawking for them. Mommy is getting no rest, but by their 2nd birthday, we should be fine. (Right? Right!??!?!? Please say yes.....)