Idris just wants to KNOW ALL THE THINGS. She's going to be smart as paint. Be afraid, be very afraid.

Gatz will be lying down next to me, getting his belly rubbed, and still complaining that it's not QUITE what he wanted. This is after crying like a baby to get said belly rubbed.

Wait until they hit the teenage stage where they just lie around a whine and you haven't got a clue what the fuck they want.