To begin.
They whine, they scream, they demand, they cry, they ask whether they can pet the freaking cat over and over after they've been told, FIVE HUNDRED times that it will probably try to eat them, don't listen, throw your vintage copy of the Silmarillion around, steal all the tvs, and do it all in this persistant high pitched wail that makes me want to swallow a fist full of advil and ride out the pain...