He just bloody is, easiest happiest baby in the world, never stopped smiling from a few weeks old until the terrible twos. Loves everyone, kind and thoughtful, settled in fanstastic at school, independent, can throw his clothes on properly quicker than I can and never puts his shoes on the wrong feet. And always puts his breakfast bowl in the dishwasher.
Lets himself down when he shoves a ben 10 action figure in my face at 6.30am then I feel like chucking him out of the window
Join me?