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...of a sippy cup graveyard

We are also on the verge of one year old (like, it's tomorrow), but I will do a one year update when I update about his party we are having on Saturday. It will be much more picture heavy that way.

I've been trying to get Abram to drink out of a sippy cup for a few months now. We've tried the kind that tips, but he didn't get the tipping. Or he tipped it and it spilled everywhere. So we tried the kind that tips, but he had to bite and suck to get liquid to come out (to prevent spilling), but he couldn't figure out how to do all those things at once. We tried the straw kind. But also to prevent spilling, they are air tight and require a substantial amount of sucking to get just a little sip out that then sucks back down into the cup when he lets go.

This is our sippy cup graveyard:

There have been more than this, but they were either able to be returned to the store (because some of them were kinda pricey), or they are in a bag in our garage with the bottles that we never used when he was born.

The other day I bought myself a cheap rubbermaid water bottle with the straw that pulls up from the top. It didn't require biting on the straw or sucking really hard (Quinn says it's got a "good flow"). While drinking out of it one day, Abram came up to my leg and said "please". So I gave him a drink out of my (large) bottle of water, and he did great! I remembered seeing the little versions of the same kind of thing at Walmart sometimes that were meant for lunchboxes and are super cheap. Target did not carry them, so off to Walmart we went to to buy three "juice boxes" for $1.44 each. This is compared to the $4.99 I paid for most of the other sippy cups in the graveyard.

And he does great with them! They came with a clear straw that doesn't quite reach the bottom, but I have a bag of colored straws I got for a dollar at HEB that are the perfect diameter and can be trimmed to fit in the bottle perfectly. They would leak a little if tipped upside down for a few seconds, but the flow is good and he usually finishes the liquid before he looses interest and wants to tip it upside down.

Here he is with his blueberry/mango/spinach breakfast smoothie:

Not too hard to suck out at all.

And with his juice at snack time:

Very excited.

Here's a close up of the lid:

Thank you, Abram.

He has his one year check up with our doctor on Friday and I'm going to ask about switching to whole milk from formula. I'm sure we will get the ok, but I just switched him from the "sensitive" formula to the regular stuff today. I should have done that awhile ago, but I didn't. Oh well. So I'm hoping he will be able to stop using bottles maybe this week! What a big kid.

I also read that once babies are frequently standing on their own for even a few seconds, walking is not far behind. He has been doing that for at least a month now and usually stands on his own for upwards of a minute until he decides to sit down or grab for something.
So we will see if that means we will have a walker soon! I am excited and worried all at the same time. But isn't that what most of parenting feels like?

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  1. Oh! I am so jealous!! But so excited that he is standing - so very close to walking for you! How exciting!! My almost 15 month old is still ignoring the memo he received about this :) Congratulations by the way and I love the name Selah.

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