ME went the entire weekend with NO BOTTLE!!! Friday night, we literally lost the last bottle. ME had laid it somewhere and I could not find it. When it came time for bed, I looked again for it, but could not find it. When ME asked for her bottle, I braced for a major crisis when I told her it was lost. I told her that if she could find it, I would fill it up. She looked for it for an entire 2 minutes and came back and told me she could not find it. I asked her if she would like water in a sippy cup and she said "OK!" Since then, each time she asks for it, I just tell her it is still lost (even though since then I have found 2) and give her water! Other than one minor fit of hysterics, she has been fine. I am thankful that this phase of life seems to be over and with lot less drama than I had imagined!!!
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Great that she's ready to give up the bottle, but hadn't you better actually "lose" the two that you found so ME won't find them?
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