Squealing like a pig

A couple of days ago Julia was playing in the exersaucer and appeared to be having a really good time. She was "expressing" herself about something and in doing so the volume continued to increase at a rather high level. After two or three minutes Claxton yelled, to the top of his lungs I might add, "Sweet Girl, Sweet Girl, please quit squealing like a pig, quit squealing like a pig!!".