Seriously.
He’s happy as a pig in shit most times – Sabriena and I both just brighten this kid’s day, particularly when he’s awake… but man, when he’s asleep, the tiniest little things make him rage beyond belief.
The tiniest little disturbance while he’s sleeping will usually elicit a giant, prolonged groan, which could almost be called a growl. It’s like he’s stretching, but is pissed off that he has to do so.
Having him on my chest and then trying to get up without disturbing him is about the best ab workout I could possibly hope for, and then heaven help me if I want to actually put him down for 30 seconds or more. He’s sitting on my lap right now, and he looks like he’d be terribly uncomfortable (though I’m guessing babies have a warped definition of “comfort”), but I dare not move him in case it pisses him off. 