Orangeboy has discovered a new little trick. This is the kind of thing that most kids discover when they are about two or three, but as some of you may understand, kids like O seem to develop in a haphazard, helter-skelter manner - especially socially and emotionally.
So he has recently discovered the thrill and fun of loud, high-pitched screaming. Not the crying, screaming, and gnashing of teeth kind; or the scared-out-of-my-mind kind. This is the my- brother-is-going-to-get-to-the-door-first-so-I'll-just-make-a-sound-that-could-almost-shatter-glass kind of scream. And if Mom or Dad don't growl or put a firm hand on him, he'll try it again.
I guess if you want to label it you could call it a sensory thing - a stimulating vocal exercise that probably does give him a thrill. It sure gives me a thrill, but it's the kind of thrill that has my hair on end.