He's all kinds of adorable with his too-big jeans ("But dey don't fit Zander anymowre and I wanna wear dem!!!!!") and Lego-Man-Helmet hair cut perfected by yours truly.  I am hidden in the back of the school gym as they explain integrity...
integrity |inˈtegritē|noun1 the quality of being honest and having strong moral principles; moraluprightness : he is known to be a man of integrity.2 the state of being whole and undivided : upholding territorial integrity and national sovereignty.
Right.  Because a four-year-old understands all that...

But when his name is called to receive what has been deemed The Big Daddy of character awards, he pops up from the front row and does his little dyslexic Liam-skip over to the teacher and he doesn't give a hoot about integrity - he just cares that they gave him a paper with his name on it and people clapped like he was a rock star!

He may be a swirling blond dervish of near-devil energy and attitude but he's mine and I'm overflowing with pride.