We finally do!  Oscar is off the Enfamil and he doesn’t even seem to mind.  I can’t tell you how pleased this makes me.  Aside from the nasty stench associated with the formula, I was getting annoyed with the price gouging.  $28 per can.  Seriously?  It ended up being our luxury item for the week.  I attempted to switch to the Target knock-off, but it was clumpy, and Oscar was not amused.  Neither was I, come to think of it, although I did appreciate that I could save $10. The Target brand was actually lumpier than the Vietnamese formula Oscar’s orphanage used.  I’m off to think of things to do with the extra $120 I’ll have lying around each month now.  So many options . . . like perhaps his college savings account.  Well, there went that fun.