He'll snuggle Lamby and use it to give me a kiss.
Then he'll fly said lamb through the air with a vrooooom.
He'll play with magic wands.
But after about 5 seconds of "magic," they turn into either a "pewm" or a sword.
As do drumsticks, hangers, and anything else that has at least one straight side.
He shrieks at the sight of a bug.
But then he'll use something, whatever he can find, to kill it and protect his mama and sisters.
He'll come snuggle me during the scary bits of a movie.
But he doesn't ever choose a movie until he knows it will have a "bad guy."
I've had a wonderful 3 1/2 years with him and love watching his personality blossom a little more each day.