We ended up switching Owen rather abruptly to cow's milk last week when we visited my folks. We took formula and I ended up leaving one of the bottles (we used read-to-feed because of water issues) at my in-laws when I made O a bottle. When we got to my folks', we realized we didn't have enough to last the weekend and DH just suggested starting the switch, rather than going out an buying more formula. Since my sister already had whole milk in the fridge, we just mixed whatever formula we had left. By the end of the weekend, he was sucking down plain old milk. We haven't had an issues so far. Although I did end up with a gigantic, unopened can of Similac Advance w/iron at home. The last time I went to the store for formula, it was on sale for $4 cheaper than usual, so I bought two.
Which goes to say, any buffista mom with a baby still drinking that particular formula, ping me at my profile addy and I'll send it to you.
This year has definitely flown by.
I'm pretending I got an extra hour's sleep with DST. I'm going to like the extra sunshine. I'm so glad we're not still in Indiana, who stubbornly refuse to recognize the value of an extra hour of daylight. I refuse to believe that it's the cows that have the trouble with the change.
Mine does too, VW. This morning he learned a new trick, and managed to turn on my bedroom lamp, which has a dangling on/off cord.
I can't believe Owen and Annabel have been around a year already either.
Stephanie is so one of us it is hard for me to believe she hasn't been here longer than a year.
Oh my, Perkins! Your cat wins. Bastet just keeps insisting on jumping on the counter, knocking things off and freaking out the dog.
Happy daylight savings! I know the transition can be rocky, but I love daylight savings. Sunlight in the morning is wasted on me.
I'm with Annabel. I never liked milk, and my mother eventually gave up trying to make me drink it without some kind of flavoring to take away the yucky milk taste. Eventually it turned out that I'm pretty lactose intolerant.
"The cat wants to die" sounds like a password. The answer should be something like "The raven cries at midnight."
Nicole if you are around, can you get on AIM for a minute?
Hey, everyone. Happy Daylight Savings. I fell asleep at 2:30am last night, and woke up around 6. Didn't make it any easier to realize it was actually 7. Feh.
Sorry to be all crankypants right off the bat. I guess getting dumped will do that to you.
Oz keeps trying to bite the baby. So he either wants to win the contest between Perkins and Bastet, or he wants to spend the last sixty seconds of his life in the micowave.
