He apparantley needed a straw.
Go figure.
and because he's cute... this is how i spend most of my day looking at him.
he just follows me around and then pulls up on my leg and looks up at me... someday he'll change his mind about how much he loves his mama, right?
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both my kids did the straw thing instead of a sippy cup. When Forrest was about 3 months old, I looked at him one day and started crying. Noah asked what was wrong, and I said, "someday, he's going to be big and smelly and hate us!"
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