That's it, the last one gone.

And it makes me really sad. It's been in the cupboard unused for the past month or two, ever since the last sickness bout. He was only having two ounces at bedtime anyway and the intention was to switch to a tippy-cup but then we had to withdraw dairy from his diet for a week and never went back to giving him milk at bedtime. 

I said toMr. TheBoyandMe that I wished I'd been able to video him having his milk one last time because the look on his face was such a delight; he really enjoyed his bottles and the little baby grunts as he guzzled were gorgeous. Today after he woke up he called for milk over the monitor. I thought, 'this is an opportunity for one last time'. He took one look at the bottle and asked whose it was, was it a baby bottle. And then… he couldn't suck the milk out, he'd lost the technique. I tranferred it to a tippy cup and binned the bottle.

Bye-bye babyhood!