Sad day for Beckett

Beckett woke up this morning, and decided he was finished with his morning nursing sessions. We were only down to one anyway, since I'm not making much. He woke up, I changed his diaper, and David took him so I could wash my hands. I went back to grab him, and he wouldn't come to me. He buried his head in Daddy's chest instead. I tried tyo take him myself, and he pushed my hand away!! I told him I was going to give him milk, and he still refused to come. He signed milk, but wouldn't come to me. I gave him a cup at breakfast instead. He gladly took it - like he does any other meal. Sad say for Beckett. Probably sadder for me...