This is a normal look for him.
He is seriously SO cute. He still looks like a toddler to me.
Here he is celebrating with his siblings.
This boy is....something. He is lovable, funny, energetic (to say the least), exasperating, intense, strong-willed, nimble and, well, just like Dennis the Menace. I say that most of the time, just like Dennis the Menace, he does not *mean* to make trouble. It's like it follows him. It's almost as if when he walks through a room, things collapse behind him. Sometimes when I look at him I think he is virtually glowing with energy. Like it's pulsating, vibrating through him. If there was anyone that ever needed a punching bag or trampoline in his room, he is that person. The Lord has something special for him, I just know it. And it probably involves a very calm, patient and passive wife. lol. I am so thankful for the gift of this little ball of lightning that entered our lives after 3 hours of labor 5 years ago. Life with him will always be interesting.