OK, I admit it....I've been a very fussy little girl when it comes to what I've been drinking from. Up until today, if it wasn't a teat bottle, I would simply reject it (with an exception of my first 4 weeks when I drank from a little cup, before my parents got me used to the bottle). My mum has tried over and over again to get me acquainted with the magic cup, and tried several different types, but no, I would just push it away. But today I suddenly accepted it and drank very happily from it, and just wouldn't let go. In fact, I dragged it with me everywhere. My mum hopes it won't become a safety blanket. Talk about going from a hate to love relationship!
As a side note I'll mention that mummy has made an absolute disaster of our living room/kitchen wall. She sneakily painted it purple while daddy was away in Dublin, and it didn't turn out quite as she had envisaged....in fact it looked pretty grim as you can see, so today we had to go and buy a tad(?) more neutral paint to reverse the damage ;-)