I've always said O is going to be a dare devil. He's never had any fear of throwing himself off something, being thrown up in the air as high as you can possibly get him or speed of any kind. He was in his glory when my mom pulled this gem of a toy out of the garage the other day. It's no Canada's Wonderland's Dragon Flyer or anything but from the first time down the track he couldn't get enough of it, going down over and over again.
Tell me that's not a face of someone enjoying himself. Loving being down south!