Elden is doing well at the hospital. Last night he weighed 4 pounds 6.7 ounces! Today he is on ad lib feedings--he won't eat until he lets us know he is hungry. He has been having a hard time drinking all of his milk in the half hour allotted to him, and needs lots of prodding, so the doctor wants to try and see if this will work out. For every hour that he sleeps he will get 10 milliliters of milk. So, if he sleeps for four hours, then wakes up, he needs to eat at least 40 milliliters. The feeding I gave him today he did pretty good--finished in 27 minutes--but with lots of encouragement.

Tomorrow he has his head ultrasound and I am praying that there won't be a cyst and that everything will look normal. I am really optimistic that we'll be able to go home in 2-3 weeks. But that is just my guess alone. I tried nursing him the other day but he wasn't catching on at all. I will try again tomorrow and keep trying. I wanted to wait until he was better with his bottles, but one of the nurses Elden has had told me to keep trying and that it will be a learning process for both of us. I am glad that I nursed all my other kids so I at least know what to do. Hopefully Elden will catch on.

My brother Sheldon is in Italy now and we got an email from him today. I think it's so funny reading letters from people who serve foreign missions. They start mixing up English and the language they are learning. For example, Sheldon was telling us about the toilets in Italy and he wrote "tiolettes". I don't know if that is the Italian spelling for toilet, but it sure looks Italian-ish! It sounds like he is doing really well and I am SO happy because his trainer was the assistant to the mission president for the last six months and now gets to train Sheldon his last transfer before going home. I was able to train three times on my mission, and I also got to train my last transfer. It was great. We had several baptisms and were very busy teaching people. I loved it!