Jim went to the GGD today.
He was not used to being put on cold surfaces, people shining lights in his eyes and stretching his limbs, etc. So he did what every self-respecting man would do: he made his mark. He peed over the first cold surface he encountered, then over the second cold surface, over both his parents and over the doctor. He also loudly shared his discomfort with all of us in the room. And with those in the next room.
Now he is quiet again. In the safe surroundings he calls home. Comfortably latched onto his mother. Today was quite an adventure.