Jaxon has a new thing. He squeals. He screams. It was cute the first time. Maybe the second time, too.
But now, I just do whatever I can to get him to stop.
He screams like this for tastes of my food, for my iPhone, for my computer.
I think he knows he can get what he wants when he does this.
I tried to take a video of the squealing tonight and it's actually less squealing and more cuteness because he says mama for the camera. So, yeah, he got the French fry he was squealing for.