Wednesday, May 13, 2009

I think I'll have my bottle with daddy

I have a sweet little routine in the evenings that includes giving Lydia her bottle after dinner.  She's been particular about how she drinks it.  I sit on the ground in the family room and she snuggles into my chest, turns her head, and drinks the bottle I hold.  Of course, she's big enough to hold her own bottle and feed herself.  But this is one of the last "baby things" we do together.  It's presh.  Recently she allowed daddy to give her a bottle.  This is daddy style!