Indy has lots of people in his life that he loves, and who love him. He recognizes lots of people on sight, but some special ones he even recognizes by sound! Yesterday, I took Indy over to play with Cheyenne (our apartment manager's little girl). While we were there, Grandma Donkey (who also lives in our apartment building) comes to the managers door on an unrelated matter. She did not know we were visiting. Indiana was in a position so that he could not see the door, but he could hear her voice. He dropped the toys he was chewing, and crawled at warp factor 10 across their living room to get to her. Where he broke into a big grin, grabbed her pant legs, hauled himself to standing and howled to be picked up! His favorite person remains, as with most babies, himself. He can look at, drool on, and talk to himself for HOURS. If it wasn't for mirrors, I would not get any housework done, ever.