I went into Jack's room this morning at 6am to change his nappy & give him some warm milk as he sometimes goes back to sleep for a couple of glorious hours. He didn't want his milk, so I left it on the shelf next to his crib where he can reach it if he wants it.
I climbed back in bed ahhhhhhh, hopefully for another hour at least. After a few minutes Jack starts crying & howling so Craig sighs and trundles off to see what's wrong. He opens Jack's door. Jack's lying there, looks at his dad, points to the shelf and says "bottle!"
As you can see, he's got me and his dad exactly where he wants us.