>Yesterday Charlotte gifted Zoey with two toy baby bottles that have quickly become her most prized possessions. They’re the kind that you tilt back and the milk disappears*. Fancy-schmancy! So far, Zoey has fed her new baby bottles to herself, the baby doll, the hippo, the pool inner tube, Gilmore, the baby chair, the vacuum, a shoe, the TV remote, Boomer, the freezer, and the garage door. But will she share with me? That’s a big N-O. Apparently, her own mother, who gave up a lucrative social work career, most of her sanity, and many hours of sleep all for HER doesn’t deserve a sip of fake milk. Thanks for the self-esteem boost there, kid.