Mr. Bossy Pants! He still insists that he's the boss, although his Dad and I struggle to teach him otherwise. He's infinitely BUSY to the point of wearing us out daily, he's too smart for his own good (and ours), and he's growing too tall for most of his pants. He's a loving little creature when he wants to be, giving hugs and kisses to make people smile. He's a bossy social butterfly not afraid to boss around complete strangers, but this gets him in trouble of course, we're working on his manners in public. He's getting better with his brother and hasn't bit him lately which is a plus. He's a great kid most of the time and we're enjoying watching his little mind sponge then regurgitate things we never should have exposed him to. It's comical to hear the things he comes up with all on his own, like telling me I should calm down and take a deep breath after giving him heck for something he'd done, or punting the cat in the behind just to hear her quack (so tough not to crack a smile, but we try). He's turning into a little man instead of my oldest baby, it's scary how fast kids grow up!