By the book -- or not

Elise still has the major crud -- hacking cough, runny nose, frequently tired, etc.
For some odd reason, we decided this would be a good time to cut out the evening bottle, that comforting 5 oz. of warm formula that tops her off before she slumbers.
This will not surprise some of you (that's directed at you, grandparents), but there generally is a lot of thinking -- overthinking? -- involved in just about every baby-related decision in this house.
This decision? Yeah, there was no overthinking this time.
Last night Anni suggested we try giving Elise formula with her dinner, rather than before she goes to bed. I agreed, deferring to her inherently wise motherly judgment. Frankly, though, my consent was as much the result of my excitement at the thought of having to wash just one (morning) bottle daily.
So this morning, after a surprisingly peaceful night of sleep (for all three of us) that was not preceded by an evening bottle, Anni was flipping through the baby bible when she came across the following suggestion about weaning from the bottle.
I'm going to quote it because it's so good: "Time it right. Don't wean your baby from the bottle if he or she is sick, very tired... "
Ha!
Now, we're only on night #2 without an evening bottle, but she went down just fine and is sound asleep.
Anni said that I should not get too excited, that Elise could realize tomorrow or the following night that we had pulled a fast one on her while she was doped up on antibiotics.
I doubt it. I'm prepared to bid the before-bed bottle adieu.
Now, about that morning bottle...