Bye Bye Bottle

I woke up yesterday, walked into the kitchen, picked up Becks bottle and sniped of the nipple. Later, when Beck asked me for a bottle I told him we had a problem and I showed him that it was broken. I told him we needed to throw it away because it was no good anymore. He proceeded to take the bottle into the laundry room and he threw it into the trash. No tears. Yesterday was not a problem, he even went to bed without crying. He did ask for his bottle a few times, but no tears. It was a success!