Well its done, no more babba for the baby!  I decided that I had created a monster so to speak :)  He wouldn't go down without it unless he just fell asleep in the van or something.  He was addicted, more so than coke I think!  So we went from 8 or 9 oz to 3 or 4 for a week and then I ran out of milk, opps.  I never do that, seriously I am so organized and stuff that it really never happens.
He ended up with only 2 oz.  He wasn't to happy, he downed it really quick, I heard him throw it on the floor and he fell asleep.  Hmmm, I thought, instead of doing 2 or 3 oz for a week lets just be done.  I kind of hesitated because I really didn't want to deal with it, and I figured he would be miserable but I persevered because I knew how bad it was for his teeth to go down with a bottle three times a day.
So the next nap of the day I put a sippy cup of water in his crib and kissed him and said goodnight and put him down like normal.  He reached out for his babba but I just handed him his cup.  He stood up and threw it, little temper!  I just kept walking out and closed the door like normal and he only cried for three minutes or so.  Wow, I was thinking this was too good to be threw.  I washed up all the bubbas and hid them so Kris wouldn't give him one.  I hadn't even told him because it was so spur of the moment.
Hes been great ever since, its been like a week and a half.  Still cries for a few minutes and then goes right to sleep no problem.  I have just left the sippy cup of water in there for if he gets thirsty.  We did that with Kristina too, she still has a water bottle in her room.  You know how it is when you wake up thirsty sometimes.
I will put some more pics up soon!
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I'll get my own bubba, I'll just go to the fridge...
Not any more Nana, I got a fridge lock today :)
Ha Ha.
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