He's all Boy

My son is turning into such a cheeky little fella that certainly brings out the best and worst in me.

• He's climbing everything, even if the fall could potentially kill him. I admire his bravery but will no doubt be having a heart-attack soon because of it
• When I asked him to help me feed the dog this week, he looked up from the pool table and said "I'm playing with my balls" and I thought "mmmm, you're definitely your fathers boy".
• He blames his windy bottom noises on the dog, and most recently, on the baby.
• He puts rocks and tree seeds in his pockets which will knacker up my washing machine at some point.
• He comes home from day care so dirty I can only assume they have a coal shed that he plays in
  
• He's obsessed with yellow school buses and tells me every time he sees one, which gets annoying (we live next to a school)

I hope you enjoy his short rendition of "Happy Birthday". The little bugger broke his coat zip.