Let's talk sippy cups.

Now that Sam is 6 months old (big boy), we are introducing the sippy cup.  Can you guess how this is going over with my son?  I mean, he is a Shap which means he does what he wants, when he wants, in his own unique way.  Not a dig on the Shaps.  I am one now too.  I'm just sayin'...genetically, Sam's predisposed.  :-)

Here is the introduction:

Hmmm...not a bottle like he thought it was:

What the heck is this?

Maybe this is another teething toy?

I'll just nom on the bottom of it.

Maybe if he ignores it it will go away?

I can't see you.  You're not there.  I can't see you.  You're not there.

 Let's try it one more time:

Maybe we should just give up.

I'm done, Mom.

I keep trying though.  I give it to him after every feeding.  We'll try a little juice today to see if we can entice him.  Please ignore the mismatched outfit.  I've given up on putting matching pajamas on him since you can see by the front of his shirt that they never last long anyway.  My little drooly monster.