During the past week we said goodbye not only to my grandmother and a dear family friend, but also to Isaac's surrogate mother. She had been with us for only a short time, but it felt like we had known her for decades. She was always there for us when Isaac was inconsolable with a nightmare or skinned knee. She went shopping with us and on family vacations. I admit, at times I thought we'd never be without her. I can still see Isaac cuddled up with her, watching a movie. Ah, Tiny Cup, nothing could ever replace you... except for maybe a blue, age appropriate, sports straw-cup from Target. R.I.P. Tiny Cup- or should I say PEACE OUT ya chewed up old hag! I am so glad you won't be accompanying my son to kindergarten.