I sat Brandon up on the floor. And for awhile, he was sitting up unsupported. He was sitting in front of the loveseat and I was sitting on the sofa. Then, Brandon lost his balance and fell towards his left. And bonk! He hit his head on the floor. He started to cry immedietly. I picked him up and tried to soothe him. I tried cuddles, singing, swaying. Just about everything. He dropped his head and tried gnawing my chest. I know what he wanted. He wanted boob. He knows, when he is in distress, he gets boob. Oh boy, we've created a monster!