Not a Fan

I'm N's biggest fan, but I'm not always the biggest fan of some of the things he does.  Recently, he has started a new thing that I am not a fan of.  He has learned to scream.  I'm not talking about the little cute baby squeals.  I'm talking about the scream so loud that it hurts your ears scream.  The one that makes people stare at you like you're a bad parent when you're out in public.   He tends to do it when he wants something and he isn't getting his way right then.  

For example, one day at camp, he slept an hour past the time when he normally would have eaten.  (He was set to eat at 3, but was sound asleep until 4.) When he woke up, he was hungry and before I could even get the chance to get his bottle ready, this is what he looked like:

Looks like fun, huh? 

Did you see his shirt?  He just happened to be wearing it while throwing his fit so Jenny took these pics for me.