So, there it is. Molly is officially weaned. Last week, I was down to one nursing a day. And for the past two days she hasn't nursed at all. When I put her to bed yesterday without it, I was a little sad. And Molly? Didn't care. At. All. Just went right to sleep. Same thing tonight. I suppose she can't be forever a baby.
But she can always be my baby.
I'm Cooking: Last night I made some crab pasta. Crab, cream, lemon juice, tomatoes. It was good, but not the ultimate crab pasta recipe I've been looking for. We'll be eating a lot of crab this summer, so I'm sure I will revisit this later. In any case, Molly and I ate a ton, and Porter ate one bite. That's almost a success.