Milk!

Not mine… well, yes, my milk. My chocolate milk. I bought myself a quart of non-lactaid chocolate milk. (Dad said he’d seen some Lactaid chocolate milk up in CT, but I’ve yet to find it here.)

Anyway, its just a reminder of how close I am to being done. Soon. I might just pour myself a small glass tonight anyways. With 24 hours between feedings, I don’t worry too much about getting lots of lactose at night after she’s gone to bed.

I’m so close I can almost taste it.


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