Bottle Addict (part II)

So the Berry Baby, he really likes that bottle.

I have been diligently giving him his nighttime bottle in the rocking chair (and not in his crib).  When he wakes at night I have been (semi-diligently) settling him in his crib, and only taking him out as a last resort and allowing him a bit more bottle in the rocking chair (I say semi-diligently because he is sick with some bad bronchitis, and the crying makes it worse, and the less I have to use the inhaler with him the better, so I have to confess I’ve been pretty slack in the middle of the night).

I think he’s on to me.

Here’s why – for the first day or two, we would sit in the rocking chair, snuggle, and he would drink his bottle.  When he had drained it, he would kind of hand it to me and I would put it down and put him to bed. 

NOW, we sit in the rocking chair, snuggle, and he drinks his bottle.  And  here’s where he switches it up.  He does not drain the bottle completely, he leaves a little in there.  On purpose.  I’m certain of it.  Then he sits up, tucks the bottle under his arm, and waits for me to put  him to bed.  With his bottle.

I’ll tell you, that kid is smart.

And strong. 

He has a death grip on that bottle like you would not believe.

What a stinker.