*gets placed in a contraption called a "high chair" by his ada after being fed*

*pats the table in front of him*

What the shit is this? I'm still hungry, damn you!

*stops and stares as his ada holds out a spoon with some GUNK in it towards him*

What the hell is that?

*Howls his little but very powerful lungs out*

*Is not. A happy. Camper.*

*SCREAMS*

*sits up in his crib, surveying his domain imperiously*

*bats at the toys which are suddenly far easier to reach*

This is SO SWEET.

*learns a new trick*
*lifts his head up*

Wheee! My neck's not bendy anymore! Head goes up! Head goes down! Head goes up! Head goes down!

:D

*WAILS*

Okay, who the hell is that guy and WHAT HAS HE DONE WITH MY MOTHER!?!

WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!!!