between spurts

I think today was the first evening that there wasn't any sort of evening squealing session. He'd had a day of being asleep and awake for a number of relatively short periods but had been sleeping on and off for a couple of hours by the time I got home, some of it in one of those mechanical-parent battery-operated swinging-chair things which Nicky tried him out in when visiting a fellow NCT-class mother and which we've subsequently been lent for the weekend, though as even the mildest setting looks as if it operates (in terms of keeping the occupant subdued) by pinning them down centrifugally I don't think we'll be getting one. When retrieved from it he spent the rest of the early evening awake but hardly grumbling at all (except when getting changed after he managed to leak all over his trousers and vest and then piss all over his socks during cleansing) and then spent a reasonably smiley hour or so having various songs sung and tunes played and hummed at him.