Drunken Baby Sydrome

As I have been a good deal couch ridden, it has been near impossible to keep up with, and keep happy, my young little Christopher Columbus one-year-old who wants to see and discover everything, with me and my full attention (if not, that way, than in a sneaky manner)--let's explore the world! Today I was prepping my intravenous insulin pump, when Waylan came up to snatch a very stout looking syringe out of my hand. He is quick and strong, and was quite mad when I showed my likewise quickness and retrieved it back to my secure possession. He whined out in a defeated rage, and for a speedy, sly revenge, he swiftly grabbed my alcohol antiseptic, snapped off the safety lid, and threw down a big swallow... living up to be that true “whiner” (ingesting a gel containing 70% ethyl alcohol). Sneaky, sneaky, sneaky! He's okay.