120, sorry I'm no help as for some reason I've completely forgotten what we did with the boys re getting them onto cows milk. DH says we just added increasing amounts of cows milk to their formula from about 12 months old, until they were drinking about 2/3 formula to milk then switched completely (stopped bf both at 6 months). Have had a quick shufty at some old threads on mn and general opinion seems to be that as long as they eat plenty of dairy and other calcium rich food its not an issue if they dont like drinking milk itself.
Pat, your poor DH! What a nightmare journey. Hope he has been able to calm down and recover.
Lenni, dd has been on a nursing strike all through the Christmas holidays. At one point I was sure that was it, she was self weaning and I would have no choice in the matter, but then she started taking morning and bedtime feeds again. The last few days she has taken 3 feeds, but only just, the middle one not being until mid to late afternoon and only very quick. Then all of a sudden today, with the boys back at school, she decided she wanted 4 feeds again. She has handsignals for 'enough/all gone' and 'more' which I'm finding helps me to distinguish whether she genuinely doesn't want a feed or is just messing about. I didn't set out to teach her them, they just sort of happened when she started copying my unconscious hand signals when I asked her if she wanted any more food. When that worked I tried a modified version of it every time I spoon fed her anything and said the word 'more' and she picked it up in no time. (Scary how clever this little madam is, she's running rings around me already!)
I feel for you being snowed in. I've been stircrazy having been trapped in the house for weeks on end either with poorly children or being ill myself. Its amazing how much my mood has lifted since I have managed to get out of the house, even though I haven't ventured very far.
Gumps, I may well have some questions for your sister as things progress, thanks. I'm reading Tony Attwood's book at the moment and that's really helping to get things a bit straighter in my head. Also, by coincidence, my younger sister has met, fallen in love with and moved in with a guy who was diagnosed with ASD as a teenager. He doesn't like talking about it so I've not discussed it with him, but he came to stay with my parents for Christmas and meeting him has helped me to see that a diagnosis is not the end for ds and he can go on to lead a normal and very successful life (dsis's bf is a specialist in his computer field and doing very well for himself).
Dog, are you ok? Did you decide to request a scan yesterday? Hope all is well with you.
He, he, he, another huge Moosey post. Ah, tis good to be back.