Eeny, meeny, miney, mo...

I worried that I'm not doing Madam's teeth any favours with still letting her drink her bedtime juice from a bottle with a teat on it, so dug out the few cups we have to let her try each one.

The first one seemed to be too much effort to drink from, so she just did this:

Next up was my least favourite one, as it was leaking, but Madam didn't mind it, tipping it right up to get the last drops of nummy "dooce!" (juice in the Madam language)

But we seem to be onto a winner with a pink, handled Tommee Tippee one

She wouldn't give it back!