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Last night we were at my parents' for dinner. With Brandon dozing off on my lap after his feed, my mom and I were talking about bottle feeding. I was explaining some tactics which some mothers have had to employ in order to get their babies to take to bottles, such as wrapping the bottle in a t-shirt that mother has been wearing, rubbing some expressed milk onto the teat before trying to give the bottle to the baby, etc.

I heard a creak. I looked down.

Brandon's eyebrows had furrowed, pulled upwards in the middle, then he stuck out his lower lip.

"Hoom," he sighed.

Uh oh. :p