This, friends, is what we call success. I had almost forgotten what it looked like. Wes is consistently eating now. Of course, he's still nursing too. But less. Much less. I have discovered that the trick to getting him to eat is to give the food to someone else. Classic jealousy tactic. The good news is that the eater (usually Grace or Claire) always shares. 'Cause who can say no to this face? Could you?