Grace told me a phenomenon about one of our cats (Wawa, to be precise) that I thought was pretty interesting.
When Bryan is hungry, sometimes he doesn’t have the patience to wait for his formula. So he’d cry at the top of his lungs until Grace gets back with a bottle of formula. But Grace can’t really get the formula ready with Bryan in one arm. So she has no choice but to put him on the bed and let him cry while she’s preparing his formula.
One day Bryan was crying for his formula as usual, but Grace noticed that this time, Wawa jumped on to the bed to examine why the baby was crying, then she calmly walked to the kitchen, looked at Grace, meowed at Grace a few times and then went back and sat by the bedroom door, waiting for Grace to come back with Bryan’s formula.
Looks like the cats are starting to warm up to the baby.