Dance a little Ditty!

Ella hasn't been using a bottle for months but Dustin, being the ever conservative, wanted to hold on to them "just in case". As I was cleaning the kitchen this weekend and saw that an entire portion of my limited counterspace was being occupied by these stupid bottles I begged him to let me throw them away.

He finally agreed.



I danced and sang the entire time I filled the trash can. And then he said, "Aren't you even a little bit sad?"

I looked at him and laughed, "NOT EVEN A LITTLE, EENIE, MEENIE, TINY BIT!!!"

We probably should have bought new ones for Ella as ours had seen so many ounces of formula from the previous two children and were cracked and all around sad looking. But in the honored tradition of "third child neglect"...she used theirs.

She survived...and so did I. We are finally bottle free!!! Woot! Woot!