I don’t mind the screaming all that much. It is not that bad. I know that it is, as Mellor states, “primal and necessary.” It is also loud, which is part of the definition of screaming so why, you may ask, am I surprised?

I’m not surprised at all. It’s just — OK, remember this? Yeah, I haven’t forgotten either because it plays over and over. As in: All. Day. Long. Coupled with screams. Screams usually of joy, which makes them cute and sweet and all, but screams nevertheless.

Screams, screams and more screams. It is LOUD over here at Chez L’il Jobber.

During the day, that is. In the evening, that little guy has been known to kick it and just chill. Lucky Daddy.