Dear Avent, It's Over

Dear Avent,

This is a difficult thing to say (it's not...I'm totally lying), but our time together has come to an end.  It's been a lovely twelve-and-a-half months, and except for the occasional leakage, you have served us well. 

Avent, we have spent a lot of time together over this last year.  You've been right there when we needed you, eight times a day in the beginning, through all the late nights and early mornings.  I'm sure you noticed we've gradually spent less and less time together, but that's just a part of life. 

I hope you weren't too hurt that I cheered on the day Addison and Mackenzie learned to hold you and feed themselves.  It's not that I wanted to get away from you, it was just nice to have a hand free every once in awhile.  As much as we loved you, it sure was hard to hold two bottles at once!

As important as you've been in our day-to-day lives, the time has come for us to go our separate ways.  Don't bother begging me to take you back; I'm ready to reclaim my counter space.  If it's any comfort--it's not you, Avent; it's me. 

Someone else has come into our lives.  His name is Nuby, and he comes with a straw.  I figured it was better to tell you now, before you heard it from someone else.

Thanks for the memories, Avent.  I'm sure there's another baby out there waiting for you somewhere. 

Regards,
The H. Family