little squeak that makes my heart sing

Our boy Mr Burns is a bit of a talker.  I'm hoping I can teach him to say, "I love you," in some fashion over the course of the next 15 years, but for now am contenting myself with the sounds he makes on his own.  Which are very talk-y sometimes, like this evening.  

Here he is making the sounds he makes when he wants someone to come over and pet him, hang out with him, stop typing and be near.  It's not whining, exactly.  At least that's not how it sounds to me.  All I hear is, "hey, come see me, I need you, I love you."