Yep, that's right. That's how many of these little boogers I have handy. Although it may sound like a lot, it's never enough. When Lindsay and Enos were here they continued to comment on how horrible it must be for me to have to clean all 16 bottles every 24 hours. Yes, you're right guys, it sucks. I contemplate buying more bottles but then I try to tell myself he won't ALWAYS eat like a cow (Do cows really eat a lot? I can't imagine anything eating more than Isaak).
There needs to be a solution to the bottle cleaning stress. Oh wait, there is, it's called boobing. Nevermind.
Compared to boobing, it's really not THAT bad. I can take it anywhere, do it anywhere and it's always ready when I need it to be, always the right temp, just a little pour and shake and it's ready. But then again, the formula isn't my issue, it's those dang bottles.
If only we went through enough dishes every day to fill the dishwasher and have all the bottles magically ready for me in the morning. Maybe we would if I cooked dinner (and breakfast and lunch) and didn't eat almost everything straight off the table (or use paper plates when we're feeling fancy). Maybe there would be more dishes to fill the washer along with those stinkin bottles.
Your know what, forget it. I'm going to Target tomorrow to buy at least a few more bottles. It can't hurt, right? When he gets older and doesn't eat as much we'll probably end up leaving a bottle here and there (the park, church, McDonalds, a friend's house, etc.) so the extra amount will never be an issue, only a plus.
I feel better now. Hopefully I'll only need to clean bottles every 36 hours now. Ugghhhh....