Spaghetti

Friday was our last day of breastfeeding, and it went just fine. I nursed William on Friday morning, reminding him that it was the Last Time. Then on Saturday morning, David picked him up out of the crib when he woke up, carried him in to our room to say hi to me, then we took him out to the kitchen to eat cereal, and that was that. William doesn't seem to miss nursing at all, and I guess I'm glad about that.

He does, however, seem to have a newfound affinity for spaghetti...