Suckery

One of my favorite Saturday Night Live cartoons had the Backstreet Boys fighting crime and saving the world through sucking musically.
I don't think Anders can do that, but he could helps his parents' state of mind.
Anders took 29 mils of mother's milk at his 6 pm feeding.
The new plan is to limit his feedings to 10 mils from the bottle every three hours and then take the other 50 mils through his nasal feeding tube. He bumped along at 10 during the day, but the evening nurse took the restricter plate off the red dragon at 6 pm and he went to town. Sorry about the mixed metaphor.
Anders now weighs 6lbs 13oz. He is 18.5 inches long, but that is a conservative measurement. If two people measured him, one of whom would tamp down the wiggles, he would be over 19 inches. If one of those people was me, he would probably measure 20 inches.
We bought Anders the Rolls Royce of mobiles, but couldn't put it up owing to the flimsy plastic tub in which he lays. The nurses found the one true crib in the hospital for him. It is enormous. Anders kind of liked its enormity. He can really spread out. Perhaps we have a man of the west in the making.
Now he can listen to Mozart, watch stuffed animals turn, and see soothing images projected on the shade to which the animals are attached. It's pretty sweet.
Anders needs to pace himself and increase his rate of food without crashing at night. Until he does so, we will continue publishing embarassing pumpkin pictures on the internets. It doesn't take too much imagination to guess who dressed him today.