In 8th grade health class each kid is required to take home an electronic baby for 24 hours and care for it. This is to show kids how much responsibility caring for a baby is. Reed signed up for his baby and had to go to school early to get it. He cared for it during all classes. If it started to cry, he had to rock it until it stopped. If it is not rocked when it fusses, it will break out into a full screaming cry, and it takes longer to try to settle down.
When Reed arrived home, we asked him if his baby was a boy or girl, but he wouldn't check. Undeterred by my previous "diaper checking" experience, I looked for him. It was a nothing. (Asexual)
Reed named it "Cheeto" because the caucasion skin had an orangish glow to it. He took care of it all day and night and I really didn't hear more than a little fuss out of it. I think he did a really good job. The affection he had towards it was very cute, he seemed to bond with it. In the morning he told me that Cheeto screamed around 4AM really loud, but not enough to wake the rest of us up.
Reed told me that when he had to turn in Cheeto the next morning, he almost teared up. He also said he had an empty feeling all day and tried to peek in the health room to see if he could see him again. How cute is that? He is going to be a great Daddy some day! (When he is 35-40)