Sometimes Caden reminds me of a crotchety old man (aided, I suppose, by his perpetually adorable bald-looking little head).
Case in point: going to the park this weekend. We put them in the infant swings for the first time, and it went about as expected. Brooklyn was trying to figure out and observe what exactly was going on, while Caden pretty much looked like this the entire time:
"Y'know what's more fun than this?"
"Including my feet."
"If I could figure out a way to chew on this, I would."
*opens mouth* "Augghhhh"
Oh Caden. You crack us up.