My oldest son is a lot like I was, only better. Or rather, he's smarter, better looking, and funnier than me. But he's also MORE energetic than I was, if that's possible. What's really interesting about him is that he behaves in ways that my parents referred to as "evil" when they applied to me. In fact, one of the side benefits of raising three children is that I realize, quite frequently, that the things my parents deemed "evil" (yes, that's the word they used. Ick.) are basically normal kid behavior.
An example, w/o exaggeration: My kids, especially my oldest, don't let my wife and I talk. Whenever we try and talk about something, he starts interrupting, singing, jumping, dancing, rolling, flipping, rapping, whatever. While this is somewhat annoying at times (although he's a fine singer, jumper, dancer, etc.), it's also normal kid behavior, albeit normal for a high-energy kid.
My parents' definition of the above was "He doesn't want us to communicate so can destroy the marriage."
Show me a kid who WANT their parent's marriage to dissolve, and I'll show you kid who has been heavily bribed.
