Even though we have graduated into the wonderful world of solids, I continue to be amazed at how absolutely soothing some nice warm milk can be. I don’t know if it’s the warmth, the milk, or the bottle that brings on a wave of calm… but I’ll take it. Water and sippy cups are now coming into our lives… and it makes me sad. I’m ready for this big guy to start walking (trust me… if you had a 23.5 lb 7 month old, you would be ready too) but I’m not ready to phase out the bottles full of milk, warmth, and comfort. Just let me hang on to this a little longer… please?