June 13, 2011
Lately his compulsion is he stares at the ceiling for hours. There usually isn't anything actually on the ceiling (if tehre were a reflection I'd understand), and even if there is a reflection it doesn't have to be moving or changing for him to stare and cry until he either gets hungry or has to poop.
I took this video of him yesterday while The Boy was making me an awesome surprise breakfast of pancakes, eggs, and bacon. Realize that there is a reflection on the ceiling but nothing is changing about it - it's not moving, nothing is moving in front of it. He had already been staring for a good ten minutes before I got the iphone out.
Also, notice Wendy's cameo where she walks over to him like "WHAT. WHY ARE YOU CRYING." And then just gives up and walks away. She's the smart one.