The end of the end??

I've posted before about the 'beginning of the end' of nursing with Isaac...well, now I'm posting about the end of the end. The last two days he's *barely* nursed at naptime and bedtime...it's been literally only a few seconds. I knew it would happen, and I'm glad I didn't rush it and that I let him do it on his own terms...but it still makes me kind of sad.

Isaac is nearly 26 months old now, so I guess I knew it would happen soon. Yes, I have another baby on the way that will nurse, but it's still the end with my little Isaac. He's so big and he's actually learning how to listen and share (not ALL the time, but he DOES get it), he's putting together sentences, and his manners are getting better every day. He's ALL BOY with tons of energy and he loves to run, jump, dig in dirt, play with trucks, and make a mess any chance he gets :)