We RARELY get to hear his happy noise. He has mastered his mad, angry, and sad noises. But those of delight and happiness come on very few occasions. We can go months and months without hearing his happy noise. I know that he is content but not much more than that. He has a great poker face, not showing much emotion.
Well, we know that he loves to be home and he loves to be in his bed.
We arrived home this weekend from our beach trip. Jeremy pulled up to the house and the first thing I did upon arrival was place Brayden in his bed so we could get the dreadful task of unpacking the car completed. About 15 minutes after putting Brayden in his bed (all of us fussing about the house putting things away), I heard him "talking". He was happy to be home...thrilled to be home. Perhaps not a fan of vacations but definitely a fan of his bed.
He is actually squealing with delight; a noise I can count on one hand that I have ever heard from him. Oh how it makes my heart leap with joy and my eyes well up with tears to see his smile and make such wonderful noises. I could watch this video over and over again.