Oh, wait. Yes I do. He grew into a boy.
Hanging at school used to entail maxin' and relaxin' on a Boppy (pre-sitting up with confidence), holding hands with his girlfrang.
Hanging at school now entails playing on the playground, being photobombed by a buddy, and giving your teacher a look that says, "Dude, we're playing here. MMMkay?"
Or, as a friend put it best:
In this picture, he looks like he's about to ask you if he and his buddies can ride their bikes to the 7-11 to get Slurpees.
And, NO THEY MAY NOT.