After twenty-eight months of breastfeeding, Girlfriend–aka Madhousebaby–is officially weaned.  It is a bittersweet day.

More like a sweetbitter day.

And it would appear that to get back at me, she has taken up snoring.  Fortunately, she has her own room.

Also this weekend, Girlfriend has started sleeping in a big-girl bed and wearing big-girl Thomas underpants that actually fit her.  Before I know it she’ll be having bowel movements in inappropriate places and going off to college.  ‘Scuse me while I wipe this tear from my eye.