my view from here. i love when he wants to snuggle and watch a show. i love his hands. they cup my cheek for kisses, they squeeze my neck for hugs. [i don't love when they scratch me, but we're seeing less of that since i started squeezing them when he scratches] still not feeling his best - today he bonked his head on the cupboard and where he normally wouldn't even fuss at all about it, today there were real tears. i held him and comforted him... many times. i wish these teeth would either pop through or that he'd get good and sick so we could take him in and get him on some medicine. anyway - he's cuddly and sweet these days.