Cheese with that whine?
As we humans have apparently been able to map the genetic code which makes up our species, you would think the next logical step would be to alter the whine gene - that which suddenly kicks in to high gear at about the 15 month mark of life. Aidan has discovered this gene exists, has harnessed it, trained it and put it to work with the tenacity of one having made the move to the dark side of the Force. He's like the official toddler version of Sybil; All bitter beer faced and teary eyed one second, a happy, laughing, everything is right with the world just a few milliseconds later. It's really an amazing transformation to watch, but if you blink you'll miss it.

Sure he's learning more each day, expanding his vocabulary past the word 'No' to include Paul, Water, Ella, baby, mo (which can be 'moore' or 'milk', sometimes both at the same time), down and Barney - but it's all overshadowed by the constant whining over anything not to his exacting standards. Here a whine, there a whine, everywhere a whine, whine.

Then there is the return of the 'I'm not sure if I'm happy or upset, so I'm going to use the happiwine' that which comes across as a confused attempt at either being happy or wanting to complain that your father won't let you run with scissors through a field of broken glass; or was it that he wouldn't let you mangle the dog in an attempt to play with something your own size... it's so difficult to choose, or tell the difference.

Wait until he's discovered that his father accidently deleted all the pictures that went with his blog - then I'm sure there will be some real whining.