@jarvis75 He can’t talk about anything. We never got hugged by him, never get told he loves us. I completely and utterly put it down to my Oma locking him in a room to cry his little heart out. It breaks my heart to think about my dad as a baby not getting his needs met. My Oma just told my cousin a story, whilst laughing, about her dad (my uncle) being a young baby in a cot on wheels crying & crying and they pushed him down the hallway into the room then closing the door. It’s so sad that that was considered the norm. When my Mum died suddenly my dad sent my brother and I an email rather than coming to find us and consoling us.