Havoc, the baby who's not such a baby anymore, used to say (= insist) he was sebben when he was really only three.
Now he's actually sebben and darn happy about it.
Doesn't the dimple slay you?
See his hair? He fixed it himself. See his clothes? He picked them out himself. I had to insist he go back and put jeans over the boxers. Awwww, mom.
Many happy returns of the day sweet boy!