BYE, BYE BOTTLE (SNIFF, SNIFF)

SO NOT THIS LAST SATURDAY BUT THE SATURDAY BEFORE I SAID TO JOSH I THINK IT''S TIME TO TAKE ZAK'S BOTTLE AWAY, EVEN THOUGH I DID NOT REALLY WANT TO I FEEL LIKE HE IS NOT A BABY ANYMORE, SO BEFORE HE WENT TO BED HE HAS A BOTTLE SO THAT NIGHT WE PUT HIS MILK IN A SIPPY CUP, HE LOOKED AT IT AND THAT WAS IT HE NEVER SAID I WANT MY BOTTLE, I LOVE HOW HE HANDLE'S CHANGE HE WAS LIKE THAT WHEN WE TOOK HIS PACIFIER AWAY, I KNOW HE HAS TO GROW UP I WANT HIM TO, I LOVE TO WATCH HIM GROW BUT IT'S HARD, BECAUSE I KNOW I WILL NEVER SEE HIM DRINK A BOTTLE AND WHO KNOWS WHEN I WILL GET TO FEED ANOTHER BABY A BOTTLE, I LOVE BEING A MOM I LOVE WATCHING ZAK, HE PUT'S A SMILE ON MY FACE EVERY DAY, I THINK IT FUNNY BECAUSE AT EACH STAGE I SAY I LOVE THIS, BUT IT SEEMS I LOVE ALL THE STAGE'S ZAK HAS GONE THREW.