Mom decided it was finally time to start me on the bottle. This is great cause Dad can help out and we get to spend some more quality time together. The first bottle, pictured above, took a little getting used to. The next day Mom was a little worried - she and dad were going out for a long Valentine's Day dinner and left me home with Auntie Jenny (awesome!) and a bottle. She was afraid that I wouldn't take it, being that I naturally prefer the boob. But I surprised everyone and took 3 ounces in 5 minutes. I'm no amateur.
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