He is actually a mamma's boy and a daddy's boy. Porter chased Jer all over the house this morning to get some attention and cried at his feet until he got what he wanted. Porter also cried when daddy left the house this morning.
Porter has many nicknames. I'll list as many as I can remember; Popo (most popular), Po-dizzal, Rockwell, The Rock, Rocky, Rocky Raccoon. Most of which are derivatives of the other. Hopefully we'll drop Popo soon (it means pooh in Spanish).
In less than a month I'll be done nursing him (hallelujah!) I am grateful that I have been able to nurse a whole year- but I can't wait till daddy's just as capable as mommy is with Porter, and I can get out of the house for longer intervals. Popo is as smart as can be. He tries to type on the keyboard, change the channel to the TV, open mommy's phone, and he can't leave the gate to the downstairs alone after he sees someone access it. I think we might have another genius on our hands.