mr. stands-a-lot.

Henry has gotten the hang of standing. Well, he's got the hang of getting into the standing position. It's just that once he's there, he's not so keen on it yet. Which is not the best for me, because he gets into the standing position constantly. Then yells for me to help him back down. Then yells at me because he doesn't really want to be down. He wants to be standing. It's kinda unwinable.

See, this is Happiness.

Which quickly turns to Despair.

Then transforms to Anger.

 And finally, Incredulousness. "Why aren't you helping me?!?!?"

Then I help him down.

"Why would you do that?!? I was standing!"

And so it goes.