So I just got unnecessarily happy I think.
I was playing with Eamon in the basement with all his toys. He has a mini-basketball set. Without prompting, he picked up the basketball and put it through the hoop.
I then became one of those embarrassing, overbearing, too-happy fathers. Yikes.
Mind you for about 10 minutes prior, he was just tipping over the basketball net to the floor. Not that he knew what he was doing. I think