My second son is named John. He's currently 2.5 years old and is quite a handful at times. Despite his redecorating the top of our table, his need to break as many toys as possible, and his desire to poke, hit, or otherwise torment his older brother, he is the bright spot of my morning. He wakes up, bounces out of bed, and runs down the hall saying loudly "G'morning Mom! G'morning!" It is impossible not to smile when confronted with that.
By the way, that's not a real gun he's holding and it's now snapped in half...his doing.
Your son sounds adorable. Multiply him by two & that was our twins in action. I have nothing left of their childhood. They destroyed absolutely everything they owned.
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Wow, two of him would certainly be a challenge!
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