ZeYo is in his fifth week on this planet!
He is starting to imitate us a bit, sticking out his tongue and still vague and impassive staring. Once in a while we think we get a smile out of him, but it is usually followed by flatulence.
We think we've found the remedy for "Diablo": the mid evening nap. Rather than keep him up, expecting that that will help him sleep later, we've finally figured out that that just riles him up and makes it harder for him to fall into a deep sleep.
Tonight he gobbled six ounces. Can we hope for an hour per ounce?